A Week In New York City On $18 Per Hour

2:45 p.m. — I’m running a little late because the trains were running local (love when that happens), and I meet my boyfriend’s sister outside the restaurant. I apologize for being late, but luckily, she doesn’t seem very bothered by it. I’m relieved because some of my morning anxiety carried over into the train ride, and I was worried about bringing any negativity to the meeting. We have a good, easy conversation, and my anxiety gradually melts away. We order the same thing, poached eggs in tomato sauce, which comes with pita and home fries, and a mimosa each. It’s good food, but I wouldn’t say it’s super filling. Including tip, it comes out to just over $20, which is probably why I’ve only ever gotten brunch four times. $22.87