Le Grainne: Manhattan

One of the cutest signs yet regarding what not to throw in the toilet. Sorry about the dim lighting restroom ambience. Part of what I love about New York are these transporting neighborhood cafés where one can linger over a meal like breakfast today with crepes, as one friend ordered, or a poached egg atop a chèvre infused potato pancake atop a mountain of ratatouille as I ordered enjoying the food and the lively conversation before heading down the street to visit Chelsea galleries. Bliss.

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