We spent Labour Day weekend in New York, the last stop on our Great North American Cities Tour (see also Detroit, Chicago, Montreal). What could I ever say about NYC that hasn’t been said? So instead of a lengthy blog post, an iPhone photo essay.
We took a cab from the airport right to Shake Shack in Times Square.
Shit got real at Levain bakery. We ate our cookie in the park.
dirtcandy melted my mind. This photo of the incredible smoked broccoli hot dogs that I ate is not from my iPhone but rather Amanda Cohen’s blog. I hope it’s okay that I borrowed it, this essay would not be complete without it.
Lunch at The Butcher’s Daughter. Terrible service, but they weren’t kidding when they called that smoothie Heaven on Earth.
Jeff fulfilled his dream of eating a Black Label Burger at Minetta Tavern. It was delicious.
Whatever mind I had left after dirtcandy was blown by the non-dairy ice cream at Lula’s Sweet Apothecary. The peanut butter and cookies ice cream was the best ice cream I’ve ever had, regular ice cream included.
My usual at Russ & Daughters: Norwegian lox with scallion cream cheese on an everything bagel. Untoasted.
Vintage beer bottles at Brooklyn Brewery.
Saturday we ate pizza and got afternoon drunk at Roberta’s in Bushwick.
I love you, New York. See you next year!