saturday we begged punks for money for pih at the arcade fire show at randall's island - which turned out to be an amazing show by the way, even if the opening bands made us feel like 80's punk rockers. then at midnight, two bottles of wine on the east side with ian and dara.
on the way, liz snapped this hot shot of the 4,5,6 subway:
sunday, bougie and indulgent serve yourself brunch at the city bakery (www.thecitybakery.com). from now on we pledge to keep it simple with their $1.60 never-ending mug of coffee and their caramelized french toast - eggy sweet & perfect. seth was eyeing the $25 chocolate buddhas covered in edible gold, and they said that it's the cupcakes that's making manhattan feel yuppyfied? rire
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