Day two in New York started with a morning visit to the temple. It was a great session. I can't believe I worked there nearly every Friday night for more than 3 years. I miss working at the temple. After spiritual consumption, we hit ice cream consumption. Then we went for culture consumption at the Museum of Art and Design. They had a great exhibit called Second Lives, which portrayed arts made from existing items. For example:
A chandelier made of glasses. This was the only picture I took, but you can see more at the website. It was a good museum and has opened since we left. 
Museum in the back.
Post temple and art, we ran up to the land of taco happiness on the upper west side. Little appropriately displays his manliness as he prepares to consume his burrito baby.
A decently sized burrito. Mine had churrizo of joy in it.
We were joined people that truly appreciate Mexican food. Collin! Dave! Stephoin! Little! Caitlin! Me! I love their chips. The crew headed down to Trace Face's for some party action after that. I am not exactly sure how I forgot to take pictures at the party, but I did. I can only assume that we were too busy talking and catching up with so many peeps. Either way, we had a great time.
The next morning we went to church with Stephoin, Little, and the Butler in Union Square. It took a long time to get out of there because we had to feel Erin's pregnant belly, squeeze Liesel, booty shake with Jenn, gossip with Emily. One element of this trip is that we ran into someone we knew about every 3 hours. I had forgotten how integrated into NYC we were by the time we left. Okay, mostly we ran into people Caitlin knows...she is the popular one.After church we went out to Brooklyn again to enjoy our digs before heading to the airport. Our old apartment!
The entire time we lived in Brooklyn, Caitlin was excited for this Trader Joes to open up across the street. Well, it didn't open...until we left. It is in a great old bank, so the inside is truly dope. Sorry Caitlin, your dreams did not come true.
Joya again? I don't see why not. Stephoin joined us for the afternoon as well.
Dumbo always has something to offer - if anything fantastic pimp shots.
We stumbled on the Brooklyn Flea Market while walking around. We checked out a few trinkets, treats, and tshirts.
I'm kind of obsessed with Cardinals right now because one wakes me up every morning outside our window in Chicago. This t-shirt was too much to buy though.
Then we walked back over the Brooklyn Bridge to Stephoin's house for dinner and goodbyes. 
Caitlin decided to make good use of her time outside while the boys played Ticket to Ride inside. She grabbed these classic downtown shots in the process. I think Caitlin really misses NYC. 
What do I miss most about NYC? Brothers and, more importantly, Brothers Burger King. Each Saturday we would convene at our favorite Burger King across the street to talk about our week and bond. There is no better BK than the one on Gold and Fulton - if anything for the joy it has provided us over the years. Thank you little, but mean, Asian manager. Thank you Dr. Pepper refills.
The entire time we lived in Brooklyn, Caitlin was excited for this Trader Joes to open up across the street. Well, it didn't open...until we left. It is in a great old bank, so the inside is truly dope. Sorry Caitlin, your dreams did not come true.
Joya again? I don't see why not. Stephoin joined us for the afternoon as well.
Dumbo always has something to offer - if anything fantastic pimp shots.
We stumbled on the Brooklyn Flea Market while walking around. We checked out a few trinkets, treats, and tshirts.I'm kind of obsessed with Cardinals right now because one wakes me up every morning outside our window in Chicago. This t-shirt was too much to buy though.
Then we walked back over the Brooklyn Bridge to Stephoin's house for dinner and goodbyes. Caitlin decided to make good use of her time outside while the boys played Ticket to Ride inside. She grabbed these classic downtown shots in the process. I think Caitlin really misses NYC. What do I miss most about NYC? Brothers and, more importantly, Brothers Burger King. Each Saturday we would convene at our favorite Burger King across the street to talk about our week and bond. There is no better BK than the one on Gold and Fulton - if anything for the joy it has provided us over the years. Thank you little, but mean, Asian manager. Thank you Dr. Pepper refills.Then it was over. Caitlin and I jumped on the subway and bus back to La Guardia and caught the only plane that made it to Chicago that day - lucky for us. Not so lucky for Don who had to come pick us up that night. Thanks to everyone who made an effort to hook up with us while we were in town! Something tells me we will be back soon enough.
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