pizza picnic under the brooklyn bridge.

traipsing across the brooklyn bridge in the name of pizza on the other side will forever be one of my favorite ways to spend an afternoon. we are big fans of juliana's over here -- we love to call ahead for a margherita pie with sausage (i love how they wrap them in paper to go!) and glass-bottled cokes.

the first time we did this was the first time chris told me i'm his best friend, so that little pizza parlor and that pretty bridge are always going to be awfully special to us. and, really, you can't beat that view!

golden hour stroll in brooklyn bridge park.

once a week, chris plays soccer with friends in brooklyn bridge park. i love to sit in the sunshine and watch, with a sweeping view of the skyline, the smell of salt curling off the harbor. his friends call me coach, and i love that they do.

this week, we made a little date of it, arriving early to stroll from the bridge to the piers at the golden hour. we got a close up of martin creed's rotating sculpture, understanding, and said a small prayer of thanks for public art, for the way it elevates our city. we shared a scoop of ample hills' ooey gooey butter cake and saluted the regal nantucket. we watched the sailboats dotting the water, like pearls on a string.

weekend.

+ iced coffee and bookstore hopping, one of life's loveliest combos
+ a morning in astoria: brunch at queens comfort, cocktails at sweet afton
+ central park looking all dreamy in early august light
+ a walk across the brooklyn bridge for juliana's pizza
+ a breezy ferry ride home

date night under the brooklyn bridge.

+ margherita pizza and a picnic blanket
+ looking out at our city
+ boats sailing by and the sun going down
+ ice cream on the promenade
+ but mostly, just him

the view from there.

saturday: a late sleep, a later breakfast, a clean apartment, and a wander over to brooklyn bridge park, where i really should spend more of my time. i think i sat for two hours, barefoot and reading and watching people do life. summer as it should be. 

what we saw from the brooklyn bridge.