Williamsburgh Café

Yesterday, with a nod at the original spelling of Brooklyn’s eastern district, I took my friends for a noteworthy Sunday brunch at 170 Wythe Ave. Though the service was not all that attentive, the southern-style food filled me with a profound sense of imminent nostalgia. In one week tomorrow I will board SK910 and leave the Americas for the indefinite future. For those curious about the summer I am happy to report that next stop will indeed be the Armenian highlands with Lina.