Happy Easter to all who celebrate -- here's a redwing blackbird in Central Park.
I am suffering from a food hangover this morning after an amazing Passover-Easter celebration at a restaurant called Gravitas. Fifteen people, eight courses with paired wines, and lots of laughter and lively conversation. I can't drink much these days, so I had only a taste of most of the wine, but the food was exquisite -- savory matzo ball soup with shaved truffles, poached halibut with chive vinaigrette, and a rabbit dish that was one of the best things I ever ate.
But I'm definitely not used to feasting until midnight, and I'm moving very slowly this morning. I threw on enough clothes to visit the Starbucks down in the lobby, then immediately returned to bed with my laptop, my coffee, and a chocolate Easter egg.
I may emerge before noon. We'll see.