One weekend, Norah visited and we celebrated her 21st birthday.
This post is not about that. This post is about the cat we saw the day after we brought the Manhattan club scene to its knees with our unstoppable style and moves. After a thoroughly-healthy lunch of fried pierogies, french fries and beers, The Sack-sisters and I left our favorite neighborhood meeting zone and walked to the bodega across the street to buy my Bearded Companion a fancy soda.
This hipster cat was there, waiting for us. (Photo credit: Norah Besack)
[SIGHTING: St. Marks and Vanderbilt, Brooklyn, NY]