Queens Cozy

Still recovering from some quiet time at home on Long Island. It always takes a little time to get back into the groove of the city, it's demands, the L train being down all weekend. . .
What a tease the weather has been too!
I feel like we've all been anxiously awaiting the arrival of Spring, jumping at any chance to brunch or happy hour outside. And, the truth is, I might have prematurely worn a sundress with sneakers, but as I'd guess it to be. . . Ditching all the layers, just feels really good. Ordering an iced coffee and walking all the extra blocks, because the sun is shining, does too. Along with being able to read a book in the park when you're early for a meeting, and then there's feeling of being able to salute the sun, while it's actually shining.
Snapped these while spending a Sunday at my grandma's in Queens over the weekend. Sundays, for me have always been reserved for family. Seems pretty traditional and old-school, I guess, but it's what's kept us so tight over the years and I have to say it's a favorite of mine. My mother, grew up here. We lived here before my mom moved us girls to Long Island. And, I spent every weekend as a child, going to church with Abba, chasing the ice cream truck down Parsons Blvd, and doing everything in between.
This is where I learned how to ride a bike, where I had my first crush on a teenage boy down the block, and where I've celebrated most birthdays. Sundays at Abba's have always grounded me, slapped me back into reality when needed. Literally, you cannot bullshit, Abba. She will politely tell you to shut up, then go about her business readying the table and making sure our entire family is fed, happy, and feeling at home.

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