Dear New York,

This weekend, I would like to thank you for…

tacos with long-lost California friends,

graduation parties for family friends that I was just playing dress up with yesterday,

champagne mojito brunches in alphabet city,

popsicles, rooftops, and lunch salads,

tuxedo strawberries at Clue birthday parties,

banana blueberry pancakes,

champagne in the park (and photo-bombing friends),

and belated birthday knock-your socks off dinner at ABV (guys, seriously though, if you live close to or in the UES – go here).

Thank you for the sunshine, flip-flop blisters from walking too much, sounds of trumpets playing in Central Park, portable margaritas, tacos, rooftop wine night caps, and weekend memories for the scrapbook.

Summertime, I can already taste you.