I found this hilarious and I replied, "No. Not anymore... He's my husband." big smile*
That seemed like the perfect end to a weekend that included an awesome date day—courtesy of my in-laws. We hit Morandi for brunch (the coffee is seriously brewed by angels) and then shot up to Lincoln Center to see War Horse.
War Horse was beyond amazing. As a once upon a time art student who survived the Freshman Foundation program, (co-sufferers, you know what I'm talking about) I was blown away by the artistic engineering of the show. But in true "Andrea" form, what really blew my mind was the chocolate pignoli nut brioche I had a few hours earlier at Morandi.
These are the first poached eggs I've ever had. They looked, um... interesting. But so DELICIOUS!
I'm the weirdo who takes pictures of her food.