I could not stop walking--I had booked so many appointments during my short stay that they were stacked one on top of the other. After I left the farmer's market, I headed to the Upper West Side for yet another meeting.
I was early--one always is, if one takes the subway--so I (naturally) found a few more snacks. I was beginning to feel like Winnie the Pooh, sticking a paw into every tree I could to see if I could find some more honey, knowing that I would soon be worrying about stoutness exercises. I note that while I may admire vegetables, I actually devour desserts.
Read all of Dominique Browning's post, a diary of a day in New York written for those of us who won't make it there for awhile.
Thanks to Dominique!