Breakfast in the Park

This morning before heading into work, I decided to take a moment for myself.

Before I proceed, let me first say, I'm not one who has time in the morning for such leisure. I am of the belief that time works against me. No matter how early I awake, I'm usually flying out the door half clothed, half make-up'd with an armload of essentials like house keys, shoes for the office, and of course, my pre-breakfast snack.

But, this morning was different. I was recently promoted to a new role at work and today was officially my first day on the job. Plus, and this part makes me just giddy with excitement, as a result of my new role, I've been transferred to our brand-spanking-new office near Bryant Park in Manhattan.

I awoke excited and didn't mind having to descend to the ovens that house the trains that take me to work. And I felt my excitement grow as I ascended the station steps nary half a block from my new office tower.

Once at street level, I felt New York City bless me with an energy that I've missed for the past 15 months while working in Queens.

So, this morning, it being a bright and cool fall morning, I decided to prolong the good vibes before I become, once again, my usual curb-enraged speed walker.

I stopped at 'Wichcraft for a healthy breakfast. Born from chef mastermind Tom Colicchio, 'Wichcraft elevates the sandwich (hence its namesake) to a new level by offering wholesome, local products and creating gourmand-friendly fare.

Over the past few years, the chain has expanded its menu options to include Coffee & Pastry, Soups & Salads, and Ice Cream.

In Bryant Park, 'Wichcraft has segregated its offerings into portable-looking huts that are scattered around the park. This morning, I went to the Coffee & Pastry stand and ordered a Greek yogurt with granola and honey. I then took a seat at one of the bistro tables to enjoy my breakfast while watching the tail end of a bocci game.

The honey was richly sweet and it balanced the sourness of the creamy yogurt. The granola added a great crunch. But, they added an incredibly healthy helping of plump, juicy raisins to the mix. This wouldn't be a problem if I enjoyed or even mildly liked raisins, but truth be told I can't stand these shriveled, would be, could be, should be grapes.

I ate around the raisins as best I could, but in the end, I had to give up and I headed into the office. Maybe not a completely satisfying start to this new chapter, but a healthy one nonetheless!

The Muppets Come Home

Yesterday, I visited the Muppets at their new condo on Manhattan's east side.

Upon ringing the bell, the door swung open and there stood Mr. and Mrs. Muppet, greeting me with huge smiles on their faces and I knew instantaneously - the Muppets have finally come home.

After four years, three apartments and two cities, they've found a space that they could make their own. And, they did. After months of trekking the city and scouring the web for the perfect tiles, faucets, applicances, cabinetry and more, they have created a home that perfectly represents their lives and their style.

It is a modern, relaxed and social place that I'm sure they will call home for some time to come.

To celebrate their new home, they gathered a group of friends and let the Prosecco flow.

Prosecco, the Italian champagne, is a sweet, bubbly drink that is best served chilled. It is a sparkling wine made from a late-ripening white grape of the same name that is grown in the Veneto region of Italy. It was originally used to make Harry's Bellini and can be used in a variety of mixed drinks in replacement of champagne.

Our sophisticated bartender, Mr. Muppet, served flutes of Prosecco with a spalsh of elderflower. It was a yummy, aromatic afternoon treat. We ching-ching'd our new homeowners before drinking, nibbling and chatting the afternoon away.

Is there any better way to pass a Saturday?

Congrats again, Muppets!