I began my afternoon at La Colombe's cafe in Tribeca, where I sucked this baby down. Several years ago I used to order La Colombe's Nizza blend for the ol' Bialetti, but then realized maybe I shouldn't drink 12 ounces of espresso every morning.
The La Colombe on Church Street is very well-situated, ogling wise, given its proximity to Kirna Zabete, Isabel Marant, and Barney's, but the spot I most enjoyed post-coffee was Flair.
If you dig intense black-and-white decor and have serious cash to drop, this is your place. (Lamp above here. Boxes here.)
Crazy Brutalist lamp here.
Bronze sea turtle box here.
I really dig those quartz candleholders, but they're like $600.
Love everything about this: the paintings, the lamp, the box, the generically moody bust (here).
Naked Adonis-type here.