You can’t talk about NY without talking about the food. My mother in law is a fabulous cook and I lot of what I know i learned watching her in the kitchen, But there was more I got all my food needs meet. Nathans, which still make the best hot dogs and french fries. My favorite Polish restaurant in the neighborhood, Teresa’s. Of course Dimsum. There were two additional places filled this foodies soul as well as her stomach.
The day we went to the museum of math we also went to Mario Batali’s new place Eataly. Amazing. It’s part grocery store with restaurants in between. Sort of like a little Italian village. I purchased a jar of lemon marmalade to bring home. Thought I had wrapped it tightly in my clothes so it wouldn’t break open on the trip home. Unfortunately I could not hide it from the clutches of TSA. Never mind it was sealed shut, had not been opened. It was over 3 oz and was confiscated. I hope they enjoy it…not.
I had originally planned to stay in on Wednesday and rest my legs from the trekking around. Until my mother in law said the one thing guaranteed to change my mind. Debbie is bringing the girls. Debbie is my husbands youngest sister and I will not give up a chance to spend time with her daughters. Before we met them, we stopped at the famous Algonquin hotel. Home of the infamous round table, where Dorothy Parker, Robert Benchly and others once gathered. We did not get to see the round table. but I got some marvelous pictures in the lobby. To stand where so many famous writers had stood was inspiring.
We met Debbie and girls at a restaurant called BUTTER. It sounded familiar but I couldn’t think of why. When i entered the restaurant I found out. It is the restaurant of food network chef,and Chopped judge Alex Guarneschelli. The food was amazing, the service was impeccable. From my 70+ mother in law to my youngest niece, we were treated well. When the chef came out to talk to us I was starstruck and actually speechless. Doesn’t happen often.
The New York subway can be an exercise in futility.I don;t think I understand it any more now than I did when I first visited it over thirty years ago. However it is a writers treasure trove of characters The subway car was filled with lots of stories. Half the people were plugged into their devices. Some I was glad to see, were actually reading books. The rest either had their eye closed or were trying to watch their fellow passengers without seeming to do so.
So What did I learn on this trip
I learned I have to pace myself and know when to call it a day.
I learned that I’d rather have 105 and dry then 85 and humid , guess that means I really have become a dessert rat.
Now if I can just get rid of this lung infection that seems to have followed me home.