
Nestled in the tiny streets of the west village, you'll find many quaint places to eat like the one I went to today called, August. It's neighborhood of traditional brownstones, quiet tree-lined streets, and upscale trendy shops is the perfect setting for this restaurant. It's small, has a great rounded cork ceiling inside and the best part, a backyard atrium that really relieves those winter blues! The food is delish too! I had a sinful Pain Du Perdue (fancy french toast) with warm carmelized pineapple and whip cream on top. Mmmm. Jason, the boyfriend, had an amazing fritatta with gouda, wild mushrooms, croutons,
and chickpeas. So good, and so different!

I would either make a resevation or get there before 11:30. Right after we were seated, I overheard a fashionanle woman, who just walked in, say to her friend, "I'm so excited for the food; this is the best brunch place around here!" Do I concur? Absolutely I concur! Be sure to walk around this part of town when you're done, besides great pre-war architecture, there's lots of shops for big spenders.
Marc Jacobs is right up the block... Oh, and don't forget to bring home some magnolia bakery cupcakes
in c
ase you didn't overdose on sweets and carbs already.