by day three, cupcakes were in order . . .

i had figured out the art of mid-march new york

sales trip dressing:

and progressed to the fine art of

lunch dining:

where one can rely on conversation,

work histories unfolding,

and the duck and kale soup with acorn squash and cracklings:

but most of all,

the small unexpected

nyc surprises.

like stumbling into the new bakery,

sweet revenge:

and their

fresh raspberry studded red velvet cupcake

with cream cheese frosting:

luckily,

katy called darota ahead of time

to reserve a table at the palace

for tea-time:

oh yes,

gossip girl fans.

all in all,

the street seemed to sum up the days

best: