Lately i've been craving my days in France. I miss the crisp mornings and delicious food in the mornings. The day would usually start with me opening up the large wooden shutters to let the light into my bedroom. Then walking into the Kitchen I would always find a white aper bag crinkled up, containing flakey buttery croissants and pain-au-chocolate. These morning pastries would be washed down with orange juice and cafe au lait. These were my favorite mornings, filled with the right amount of food and time allotted to wake up. Not to mention the lunches and dinners I had in France, they are whole other stories within themselves. Lately i've been in need of a really good french morning pastry, not knowing where to go in Chelsea to get one. Any suggestions? xoxo
Wednesday night I headed down to the lower east side. Taking a new subway line to meet my cousin for dinner. I met up with him about 7pm and headed up to see his "priceless" dorm view. Oh my, it was amazing! You can see the Williamsburg bridge and straight down the avenue leading up to it! Leaving the dorm we walked around and he took me to a little bar type place that offers $5 burgers and fries. (Hey we are college kids living on a budget) The meal was amazing and it was nice to catch up. After we walked around the lower east side enjoying the weather and chatting about everything.
Tuesday Morning was al about Yoga. My usually Tuesday Yoga class took a field trip and at 11 am we all met up at a Yoga Center on 24th Street. Upon entering we were promptly instructed to remove our shoes and put them on what seemed like a bookcase filled with other footwear. Barefooted and a little nervous I headed up the stairs into a yellow walled long rectangular room. The floor covered in purple yoga mats. I have heard horror stories of difficult yoga classes filled with muscle straining poses and post class back pain, what was I getting myself into. Well it turns out this class mainly focused on relaxation and control of breath. The class did do some poses but none wear difficult in a muscular sense. As we went through a series of poses, there would be a breath with each move. Then in between each exercise we would relax our entire body and center our mind. Walking down the steps, after the class my mind felt clear and alert. In the back kitchen room, some of the other instructors had prepared an all vegan meal for us. I do not know exactly what was in it but it was along the lines of a salad, vegetables and some sort of rice or risotto. We ate outside on a back patio, without shoes. The experience was overall calming and I really enjoyed my class. Well time to get back to busy New York life. xoxo
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