Those of you who usually follow along will know I spent the last couple days gallivanting through New York City with a couple of my blogger friends. I had a pretty short recap yesterday, otherwise welcome aboard 🙂
First off I can’t believe I didn’t include any pictures of the the 3 of us from the weekend! There were certainly be a few here. Sarah didn’t arrive until later on Saturday afternoon, so when we picked her up, we were ready for dinner. After dropping her stuff at my apartment we wandered down to the one and only S’MAC where we each demolished our nosh portions of heavenly macaroni and cheese. They had read my tiny review from last week and since all three of us could live on mac and cheese, it was only right to make that our dinner spot.
Once we had finished dinner, Sarah requested to see Times Square. I didn’t see why not, so up the subway system we went. The benefit of traveling with bloggers is they have no qualms about asking for better/additional pictures and you never feel like the geek whipping out your iPhone to snap a picture of your food before you dig in.
WE LOVE TOURISTS (ok not really, but maybe for 20 minutes in Times Square)
The next logical step was to find a dessert to indulge in, preferably a milkshake. I pointed out the Counter, which apparently is a west-coast deal, but we kept walking. I guess I couldn’t sell them on the milkshake selection. But, being the weekend tourists, we decided that what better way to splurge on dessert than to go to the Shake Shack! I had been once in the fall at Madison Square Park, but never tested their milkshakes or custards. Although Carrie sold both Sarah and I on the custard, she went for the good ‘ol chocolate milkshake, which looked divine as well. (Sure, I did say I wanted to reduce my sugar intake and I think I’ve been good about saving sweets for special occasions, rather than demolishing a bag of drug store candy.)
I think the fact that we were so go-with-the-flow this weekend made for an even better time. We seriously we had no set plans and instead would decide where to go next based on when we were finished with the current activity. So, after dessert, Carrie asked what we should do next. Being the life of the party, I shrugged my shoulders and said I hadn’t been out much. Not to say I haven’t explored but the nightlife isn’t really my thing when I’m flying solo in the city. But, putting our heads together (really Carrie’s brilliant ideas), why not go to a rooftop bar that looks out over Manhattan or Times Square?
Heading up to the Marriott Marquee was a prime move and although there was an $8 cover charge and an expensive list of drinks ($13 for a tiny glass of wine and $6 for a not-so-swell cup of coffee), it was well worth the experience. We must have sat and talked for a good hour and a half, rotating with views overlooking Manhattan.
We decided to wake up bright and early (*8am) to get a head start on the day. Walking the Brooklyn Bridge was in the books and we wanted to beat the tourist rush or at least get out and over before we were starving. Luckily the 6 line drops you right off at the start of the Brooklyn Bridge. The elements were completely in our favor – brisk morning, a few joggers, and a sparse amount of tourists.
True we could have stayed a bit longer in Brooklyn and searched for Breakfast there, picked up espresso, or acted a little bit hipster, but I had already Yelped (yes, we are now using Yelp as a verb) a diner that looked amazing. It’s safe to say I’m obsessed with diners and I think this was my favorite diner yet. It was packed with some regulars (you could tell by the way the waiter was talking to them) and the smell of bacon and syrup filled the air.
After Saturday’s egg disappointment, I knew I wanted something along the lines of french toast or waffles. But, before I found my order, I found myself cracking up over the entrees in the “Weight Watchers” menu – California Salad – fresh fruit salad with Jello and cottage cheese…oh I’m glad we Californians have such good taste. Not.
I reveled in the endless supply of coffee, enjoyed the fact that no one was pretentious and pushy, and they even brought me an entire bottle of whipped cream for my “Lumberjack Meal” of Challah french toast, bacon, and poached eggs. Actually I asked for a side of whipped cream (it looked so delicious atop of Sarah’s hot chocolate) and he brought out the entire bottle. I put a tiny dollop on my plate and he just looked at me and said, “Really? Is that it?” I laughed and replied, “Challenge accepted”
The rest of the day and afternoon was spent exploring the 9/11 Memorial, Wall Street, the Bull by the stock exchange (where tourists had an odd obsession with the rear of the bull…if you catch my drift), Dunkin’ Donuts, and Magnolia Bakery.
All in all this weekend was an absolute treat. I’d actually go as far as to say I had more fun (and possibly more genuine conversations right off the bat) than I did with some people in college, a gutsy statement I know but I didn’t feel judged, I could be myself, felt comfortable, and well, it just worked.