I know quite a few folks to don't drink coffee, to whom I salute. I could never do that. Even though I'm drinking some good ol' basic dunkin' here, I much prefer all the indie coffee shops around town, where you can sit for a while and do work, or just people watch. I often do the latter.
These photos were taken on our walk to the Path train to the city to go to the Rubin Museum. On Friday nights they open a bar on the ground floor, and keep the exhibits on the top floors open. I had one really over priced but good cucumber martini thing and I was scared to stand in front of priceless pieces in a such state that one of those will put you in. But hey, it sure was fun! We definitely want to make more trips there as they change the exhibits. It was a blast.
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