After sleeping to 11, or so, which is quite unusual for me, I breakfasted on King's Hawaiian french toast, courtesy of my lovely bride.
Around 3:30 we headed into Manhattan to meet some old friends from California, and met them on the Manhattan side of the Brooklyn Bridge.
We then walked over a very crowded bridge, as the sun set, and stopped for a photo op.
Then we headed to Old Fulton Street, and Juliana's Pizza, one of the best pizza places in the world.
When we arrived, the Grimaldi's line was about the same size, but it moved faster. We waited over an hour in the cold, but it was worth it. Their classic Margherita pizza is divine, and their white pizza is pretty amazing, too. We also had their special #4, which consists of tomato, mozzarella, arugula and prosciutto.
I washed it down with an Insulated Dark Lager from Brooklyn Brewery.
When we left, the line for Grimaldi's was gone, but the line for Juliana's was as long as when we arrived.