The first museum in the United States dedicated exclusively to posters.

It was a warm evening in the city and not yet dark. We arrived, giddy and happy, and he ordered two glasses of prosecco. The waiter managed to fit onto our tiny wood table two plates of tartines, a legumes dish, and a tray of fromage. And then we shared dessert. I can’t remember exactly but it must have been chocolate.

I’m crazy for pork buns and ramen. The wait is always long at Ippudo but I never regret it.

This is a tiny street with a lot of character and can be often missed. I love the little brick houses and coloring of the street.

Unlike a lot of neighborhoods the sidewalks in this area are often still paved in the original slate slabs. You can see “extra” pieces sometimes chained up outside like this…. Why pour concrete?