Sakura Matsuri at the Brooklyn Botanic Gardens was a well-attended event yesterday afternoon. Despite the crowds and traffic, luckily, we were able to find a parking spot on the street right near the entrance. More good karma. Just as we began to make our way towards the rows of sakura, the sun made an unexpected cameo appearance. It warmed the morning chill right out of my bird bones.

As promised, more photos of sakura for you and you and you..

I did not prepare bentos or precious sandwiches with the crusts cut off for a romantic picnic under the sakura. My friend and I planned for an early breakfast at Clinton St. Baking Company instead. We thought we were smart planning to meet early, just after they open, and grab a table before the lines form. Granted, everything is house made, and follows suit with trends in local, sustainable, and food thinking, but this is not the only brunch spot in town, by far. Folks, there are nearly 200 other spots for brunch throughout Gotham. But there’s something about this place. Despite our plans, when I put our name down by 10:30, the wait for a table was an hour. What is it about a brunch spot, like a Clinton St. Baking Company or Isabella’s that warrants one to three hour wait times? In my brunch connoisseuresque leaning, am I missing something? Please, enlighten me and leave your comments.

In the meantime, here concludes the 02008 season of the hunt for pink sakura.

Itadakemasu..