Don't get me wrong, I love the city. Coffee shops, unlimited opportunities, the possibility of running into Ed Westwick and marrying him on the spot. What's not to love? But what I do miss more than anything is the beach.
Waking up early in the morning, grabbing an iced coffee and heading to the shore. I could spend hours reading on an empty beach just taking in the rays. But my beautiful city wouldn't let me down. On days when the beach seems just a little too far away, there's Lost Weekend, a surf-inspired coffee shop on the Lower East Side that made New York City a little closer to home.
[Lost Weekend; 45 Orchard Street, Lower East Side]