Wednesday, July 30, 2014

thanks a brunch.

One of the time honored metro-area traditions which I seldom have the opportunity to take advantage of is the easy, breezy, boozy brunch. Now that summer is here and I don't work on the weekend, it was time to catch up for lost time. After a leisurely morning jaunt last month through Great Neck, Port Washington and Greenvale (leisurely because the traffic moves on portions of Northern Boulevard at a snail's pace), I settled on old faithful, Bar Frites, in Wheatley Plaza. First up: the Berry Bellini, a twist on the traditional cocktail. The buttermilk pancakes with blueberry compote were fluffy, buttery perfection. I found the pork sausage a bit dry, but that was the only dent in an otherwise solid brunch. Staff are a class act: friendly as well as gracious. In terms of setting, sitting quasi al fresco on a beautiful day can't be beat when you're taking a step back and trying to simply enjoy your dining companions (and the experience).

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Wednesday, July 16, 2014

cordwood park: a little bit of smithtown heaven.


By sheer accident, Jay Cardinal and I discovered this lovely little park during one of our Sunday afternoon drives around the North Shore. Cordwood Park is a transportive little place with stunning views of Stony Brook Harbor--- perfect for canoe or kayak entry, a picnic, or just a little peace and quiet.










Monday, July 7, 2014

i could just dahlia here all day long... ❤️

On Sunday, Jay Cardinal and I decided to go for a walk. Goal: find a place free from the midday heat (South Shore breezes, anyone?!) and free of sand (so, beach out of the question). We settled on Bayard Cutting Arboretum in Great River.  
 
Viva la Empire Pass. It's our second visit to the Arboretum, but there were amazing new things to see that we didn't catch in our last visit: namely, the Dahlia Garden. These blossoms were nothing short of exceptional and came in every size and color you can imagine! One was more beautiful than the next.









Bigger than my hand...


This egret (seen easily from the Arboretum's "River Walk") was a striking little slip of a thing against the deep blue of the Connetquot...




The diversity of the trees and bushes is remarkable as well. DH said the Golden English Yew reminded him of Journey's "Open Arms"...

Check it out this gem on the Connetquot, Long Island!