Meal Respite

My cousin and I decided we should partake in some of NY's cultural offerings. When I met him at MOMA, he was having breakfast. More specifically, a breakfast of chocolate-covered strawberries. We bought our tickets, checked our coats, and armed with museum maps (which we never consulted), made our way to the galleries. We somehow navigated ourselves to not one, but two of MOMA's cafes before actually seeing any art....

As I stood in the MOMA garden some hours later, I called around for afternoon tea reservations.