Each day starts somewhere. This one began at an outpost of Bouchon Bakery. There was rich, plain yogurt with granola and blueberry compote, a chocolate cherry walnut scone that was surprisingly sophisticated and not at all cloying, and a savory, salty, cheese, chive and bacon biscuit. And coffee, lots and lots of coffee.
After the red-eye and the seemingly endless train ride into the city, coffee is absolutely essential. It is the only way I can make it through a day in the city.