So, the next morning after the party (meaning: around noon on Saturday) Karisa came over to start the day off by making us some super amazing vanilla cinnamon butter and brown sugar and pecan (or was it some other nut) french toast that she apparently learned to make in Hungry School. (That's my breakfast she's holding)
Some pictures turn out good:
Some pictures turn out perfect:
A little Harlem roughhousing:
If you couldn't tell already, after breakfast we made our way up through Harlem to the Cloisters. This is me and "the Cloisters":
Andrew is known for his animal statue imitations:
All that cloistering wore us out, so it was off to the Burger Joint for some hamburgering. The Burger Joint is the bomb dot com.
After this we all went home for early evening naps and then went to the spinning restaurant and well, we all know how that went.