The sky was a white abyss as we awoke and made our way into the chilly air. Umbrellas at the ready, we were eager to take on the New York City weekend. But first, coffee. Dressed in our boots and scarves, down the hill and into the subway we went. Destination: Upper West Side Manhattan.
The buildings felt more like home to me in that area and there were less people than places like Central Park and Times Square. It was calming as we walked a few blocks for breakfast at Barney Greengrass the Sturgeon King–a Jewish deli restaurant one of our co-workers recommended we try.
The line was out the door so we put our names on a waiting list- opting to share a table with strangers. We were seated right by the front window with a couple from California who met at Harvard. That made for intellectual conversation as well as few laughs before parting ways. Lilly and I both jumped on the bagel train: plain with cream cheese for her, everything with lox spread for me.
The sky called for rain- which worked out well because it was museum day! After breakfast we were off to the American Museum of Natural History. For me, this meant childhood dreams coming true. I got to see dinosaurs! (Sort of). Among other things featured in Night at the Museum, we found a statue of Theodore Roosevelt and the giant blue whale! Time to go re-read The Catcher in the Rye, guys.
It was raining buckets when we left the museum and dashed to the bus stop. We rode up 5th Avenue and took a stroll to Madison for French macarons a Ladurée. Our bags of colorful cookies stood no chance as we devoured them under the awning in the chilly air. That rose-flavored one was interesting. The coffee and salted caramel are still my favorites though.
The next stop was St. Patrick’s Cathedral for mass. There was a wedding finishing up when we arrived. The bridesmaid’s dresses were long gowns and the groomsmen were in full black suits. It looked like Christmas! I imagine that’s something like what my parents’ wedding was like. (They were married in a similar venue in upstate New York).
After mass, we were certainly hungry and ready for some socializing with the locals. So it was back on the subway and off to Little Italy!
For dinner, we met up with Lilly’s college friend (who happens to work for Buzzfeed) and his roommate at Paesano of Mulberry Street. It was a lovely little authentic restaurant complete with delicious pasta and cozy atmosphere.
We were invited to go party it up later into the night but turned down the offer to get some shut-eye. Who knew vacation could be so exhausting? So back to the subway we went- and home to Brooklyn.
It was the best Saturday in NYC I’ve ever had.