Just up from my Barre class, I stumble across a little gem called Violets. Not too busy, with a veggie friendly brunch menu, I decide to try it out and manage to bag a window seat. I’m reading a book about Sex and the City that is making me sad I am not making my usual autumn jaunt to New York, so I order eggs and waffles and look at the bridge and pretend I am in Dumbo. After all, I have another city to explore now…