Spring at Last

Manhattan knocked me out, so I slept in this morning. We had brunch (French toast - I have never had French toast before, it was yummi!) in Montclair, New Jersey, where The Sopranos was shot.

When we got back to Tenafly, we took a walk in the neighbourhood. It felt as if spring is making its way to the east coast. Funny, since I kinda skipped winter this year.