I spent the long weekend hugging and laughing with my best girlfriends and when I wasn't doing that, I was hugging and laughing with my goofy family at home. On Sunday I donned my best red, white, and blue and drank beers watching race cars. It felt most American and Hoosier. I finished the long weekend baking a little chocolate matcha cake, celebrating a couple special birthdays, and catching up on Game of Thrones because I can't go on Facebook anymore without watching the newest episode lest I want to ruin the suspense. It was a happy, perfectly summery weekend.
The other thing I did over the weekend was tell people all about my time in New York - every delicious second of it. Literally delicious - New York fed us well. My friend Amal said the best thing about New York is that it has such good things to eat and when you're full, there's so much to see while walking that you easily can become hungry again and eat even more. It's the ultimate win-win.
The complete list of what we ate, part one, will be at the bottom of this post, but I did ask Andrew what his favorite, most memorable meal was in the city, because I'm a woman who makes a superlative out of nearly everything. I half-expected a sarcastic reply, but he surprised me and told me that he loved the burger and shoestring fries at The Spotted Pig. My most favorite bite is up for debate, but I certainly would put the halva from Seed + Mill and the cereal milk soft serve from Milk Bar up there. And the milkshake after Book of Mormon. And the salty pimp. It's clear who has the sweet tooth in this relationship...
But really I would eat all of it again x 1000000.
What we saw/ate in Manhattan, part one:
- A cute, 50 cent nubbin of cranberry walnut bread from the Union Square Market
- Spicy pea shoots and the trendiest ramen
- Bites of cereal milk soft serve and bites of corn cookie
- Life changing halva as we walked above the streets
- A powerful reminder of our country's strength
- A burger dressed with the most pungent (but tasty) Roquefort, rosemary fries, and a skate dish that felt like spring
- A salty pimp and a bea arthur before calling it an early night to rest our feet (and more importantly, watch game of thrones)
- A bagel with lox and a bagel with beets in the background of Andrew's most favorite indie songs
- Urbanspace Vanderbilt, where I wished I had an extra stomach
- A bite of margherita 'za, the vegetarian lunch bowl of my dreams, and half of a giant magenta doughnut
- V confusing art
- Mussels for first dinner at a place that understood my 80s lovin' heart
- A highly inappropriate but absolutely perfect show
- Shake Shack second dinner, under the twinkly lights of the very first shack of the city
Part two to come!