Not enough days in New York: Day 3

The roses had opened...

Vince was no longer shy about his butter consumption...

...and Stinky's picnic largesse provided us with another delicious lunch.

Later it started to pour with rain so we walked one and a half whole blocks to the restaurant whose name I still don't know but which copies Inoteca, and ate small things for dinner, like bruschetta and risotto and miniature lamb chops.

Yes, food, food, food.