Yesterday afternoon, a chilly, not at all spring-like day, Srta
L and I bustled our way along Spring St to Crosby St and into the Crosby Bar to
meet up with Miss H. We plopped down onto the striped couch across from Miss H,
who promptly –and very quietly– informed us of Courtney Cox’s presence just
behind us, which I confirmed with a casual glance.
Now I am a big fan of this
little bar/cafe, not because it is good for celebrity spotting, but because on
a Tuesday afternoon it is quite empty, spacious and calm. And it was here in
this elusive New York serenity that we spent the best part of the afternoon
chatting over tea, iced tea and chocolate covered strawberries (which I can't guarantee are normally available), as well as a
freebie super-cute mini apple sorbet cone.
Of note, due to my concern about appearing paparazzi-like with my clunky DSLR and strange desire to allow other's their privacy, most of the photos shown were taken after Courtney's (aka Miss C's :) departure.















