a weekend that began with few set plans quickly became the best of days. i love how that happens—how days lived spontaneously often feel the richest of all.
there was a trip to doughnut plant (his first!) and a cheese plate shared with friends; a birthday party in alphabet city and a soccer game under the triborough bridge. there was park sitting and sidewalk sitting and people watching in madison square.
and, of course, coffee. always coffee.