87th Street at Lexington, from inside the restaurant we found.
So I asked my friend, L, if she would be interested in going. She was enthusiastic. We took the train from Albany down to New York, a two and a half hour ride into Penn Station, one Friday morning. On arrival, we hopped the subway to the upper East Side hoping to find a good place to eat lunch before going to the museum.
A view down Park Avenue. The swank upper East Side.
We got out of the subway at 86th and Lexington and started walking north. Within a block we saw a place that looked inviting for lunch and in we went!