You might want to pop a few TUMS before you proceed. It’s Spring Break here in West Michigan, and unlike other Michiganders, that headed South, I headed due East with my oldest son. He has been asking to go to the Big Apple for some time now. I guess he wanted to see what was so great about the city, his mama has always gushed over.
Bagels had to be our first official foodie stop. Sunday morning we walked a few blocks(10 or 12) to this AMAZING bagel spot. Ess-a-Bagel.
The bagels here are perfection. Crunchy on the outside, warm and soft on the inside. HEAVENLY…. It’s not the typical place you would find tourists taking pictures of their bagels. ie. Me. We each had an everything bagel that we watched grandpa making in the cozy baking area behind the bagel bin. Noah had his plain. I had to try the olive cream cheese. It was a beautiful thing. We took a plain bagel to go. Just in case we were held hostage somewhere or something, you never know….
Next stop… the same morning was Doughnut Plant. We walked, so we kinda walked off our bagels….that’s what I was telling myself. We arrived before 9am on Sunday morning. We got in just ahead of the masses. I had been here before. I knew it was worth going again. I once told Kenny that it was just a short walk to “this donut place”….Er..Umm, we ended up walking about 50 blocks!!! OOps.
What are the chances that the Tigers would open up the season with the Yankees, while we were there. We visited the Statue of Liberty and Ellis Island and then high tailed it via the subway up to the Bronx to catch the last half of the game. We had some french fries and a Pop, I don’t think New Yorkers say Pop. I recieved a concerning look or two.
Another great recommendations by Justin at Just Cook NYC, Keste‘ Pizza & Vino. This little place was on Bleeker St in Greenwich Village. It was fantastic. We split the Rustica Salad and the Prosciutto and Parme pizza.
The next morning my boy was hungry for a “real” breakfast. So I found this place on Yelp.
We didn’t actually eat in Amy’s Bread, but we had her bread with the olive oil and other delicious accompaniments at O &Co. I purchased myself a souvenir from this heavenly little shop, I had them ship it, silly airlines won’t let you transport jugs of olive oil on the plane these days. Drat. I am waiting patiently for my package to arrive. I bought this and this.
It is a cultural walking tour so we were guided through the Village and given many interesting facts. This is just a little spot that I decided when I grow up I’m gonna live here.
More Pizza. Noah was in heaven. This time it was from Bleeker Street Pizza. It was very different from Joe’s, but also good. Crust was thicker and the sauce was more like a marinara than a fresh tomato. It apparently was voted Best Pizza by the Food Network. It’s easy to find right on the corner of Bleeker and 7th.
Oh whoops! I missed a few stops. I’m getting ahead of myself, and a little out of order. I hope you will forgive me. After we left the tour we headed to Grom because we couldn’t leave the Village with out partaking in this amazing gelato. Which was amazing….but we found one better.
Then I saw this and I started singing again. He told me if I didn’t get a grip he was gonna call dad. Ok, I get it. I took a deep breath and regained my composure. It was not easy. The things we do for our kids.
We headed right over to Chelsea Market, home of the Food Network, and lots of wonderful food shops and Anthropologie. Basically a very good place to go.
It took a few hours and alot of walking, but eventually he was hungry again, and dyeing to try this quirky place right around the corner from our hotel. Perfect! My dogs were tired, so we got take out and took it up to our room. BrGr was actually pretty tasty. The sweet potato fries were worth going back for. If you had to go to a fast food type burger place while in NYC, I would say this is the place to go. BrGr…we couldn’t stop saying it BrrrGrrrr got a thumbs up!
Magnolia Bakery. I heard about this “to die for” cupcake bakery from my friend Dee a few years back. I have the cookbook. I really wanted to try their cupcakes…well what do ya know, we happened to walk right past their Bleeker St. store, stumbled right on it. It was meant to be….
I chose the flavor of the month, Lemon and the Red Velvet. Did I mention we stumbled on Magnolia after our food tour on the way to Chelsea Market? I carried these two cuppy cakes all afternoon. They made the perfect dessert after our BrrGrrs.
We slept off our food coma and headed out the next day to take in more NYC sites. We ended up on the top of the Empire State Building. The weather was cold and rainy, but I actually think this picture is kind of interesting. We were right up in the cloud line. It really looks like Gotham from this perspective.
We hopped off at Houston St to get ourselves some lunch at the FAMOUS Katz Deli. A scene from one of my favorite movies evah was shot here.
The rain let up so we decided to walk. We headed right to the Pickle Guys. We had seen these guys on the Food Network and my son is a pickle freak so we had to have a pickle.
This place was amazing. There was all sorts of picked deliciousness barreled up in this little shop. We controlled ourselves and only bought one dill pickle. It was the best dam dill pickle I’ve ever had….don’t tell my Grandma that!
Our last meal. We decided to have a nice sit down dinner. We decided to go with a cuisine that we had never had. Cuban. We went back to Greenwich Village to Little Havana.
It was perfect. My son loves black beans and rice. So it scored there and the flank steak that he ordered was melt in your mouth. I ordered the above, some sort of pork….my fortysomething noggin can’t remember what I ordered, but I do know it was exceptional. As was the service. And it didn’t break the pocket book!
Well of course, we had a sweet tooth after our Cuban dinner. Little Havana had dessert but we needed to walk a bit. We ended up at Arte Del Gelato. THIS IS the BEST gelato I have ever had. It was perfect on so many levels. I had the Fresh Strawberry and the Marscapone. My son had the Peanut Butter and the Chocolate. The Peanut Butter tasted just like this peanut butter frosting I make….and if I do say so myself it’s scrumptious.
S’MAC was another place Justin recommended, but I had seen on T.V. and obsessed over. We made it our last hurrah! All that they serve is mac-n-cheese. And this ain’t no Kraft. This is serious macaroni.
The T-shirt my son wanted to buy his dad as a souvenir, but I talked him down from….cause I knew Kenny would think it was funny, but would never wear…now my father on the other hand would wear this everyday.