So much happening in NYC this past Sunday…NYC Marathon, the World Series.

Up early with the unfortunate passing of Daily Savings Time.

Hit the Hudson River bike path and no one was around.

Cruised down to the Statute of Liberty. The roadways were empty because every major thoroughfare in Manhattan was shut down until at least 3pm due to the Marathon.

We headed to Christopher Street. I did not have a preordained brunch spot selected so we cruised the Village…not looking for a pick up, but for a great food destination.

We parked our bikes outside Jeffrey’s Grocery, an adorable place in the heart of the West Village with a focus on seafood and American fare.

We sat at the bar and chatted with Roe, Jeffrey’s affable bartender and rising film and Broadway star.

His recommendations were spot on and his ability to make a Bloody Mary stellar.

On Roe’s recommendation we ordered Latkes that rivaled my grandmother’s ($8). A nice Christian boy from Atlanta nailed the latke suggestion.

Whitefish toast with scramble eggs and a well dressed salad was divine ($15).

The Autumn vegetable hash was delicate and flavorful ($15).

We met a lovely couple at the bar and discussed appealing restaurants that were geographically desirable.

Jeffrey’s was empty when we arrived and humming upon departure.

In NYC you can head out for a simple bike ride and with the scenery and culinary excellence you can turn an ordinary Sunday morning into an extraordinary day.

Upon re-entry into our ‘hood we were almost apprehended by New York City’s finest.

Our street is the NYC Marathon finish line and it was closed down.

We biked right through the barricade and were halted. Thankfully, the man in blue was a Giant fan and acknowledged my need to get home for the start of the game against the New Orleans Saints.

With 30 minutes to spare before kick off we headed to the NYC Marathon finish line.

The security was monumental. No one was going to be able to screw with this NYC event.

Central Park West was shut down for miles. We entered at 59th Street and, after being scanned and having a thorough bag check, we were able to get up close and personal with the finish line.

Very exciting seeing the committed runners finish the 26.2 mile race…inspiring. The crowds resembled a United Nations delegate meeting…everyone was hootin’ and hollerin’ encouragement.

If the Giants could play defense this would have been an incredible Sunday.

 Jeffrey’s Grocery 172 Waverly Place New York City.