i've been needing a little getaway. in fact, i'm probably about a month past having needed to escape new york for a week, but it hasn't been in the cards. so yesterday, finding myself with the task of showing two of the loveliest guys a girl could hope to meet the off-the-beaten-path-new-york, i knew just where to go. there is something about the tiny neighborhood of vinegar hill, brooklyn that feel undisturbed--old and historic and quiet--an escape. like it's at the edge of the world in the best possible way.
(i have a feeling that as the weather turns warm i'll be convincing more than a few friends to dine with me at vinegar hill house's back garden).