Cecily and I packed a lot in given the minimal timeframe. From walking High Park to catching up with old pals at a small bar I cannot remember the name of (note to self: ask CC the name). Eats included: Nadége for macrons, breakfast at The Good Fork (amazing caesars there fyi), and room service eggs benedict from the Four Seasons in Yorkville (highly recommended). Speaking of which, the Four Seasons has officially spoiled me for life. How can I stay anywhere without a luxurious pool let alone step foot in a shower with no less than two shower heads? The bed, a cloud. The bathtub, a work of art. The mirror in the washroom… it had a television in it. What next level comforts will they come up with to top that?
I’m already ready to visit again.