Thought I would share some photos from our trip with a few details. Probably more for my memories than anything. We arrived Thursday morning and amazingly our hotel room at the Hilton Manhattan East was ready at 11am and they let us put our bags in when we arrived. We didn’t stay long though because David Chang’s Momofuku Noodle Bar opened at noon and we knew it would get busy. We had to get our New York on!
Dave’s loves himself a bowl of noodles and this one had a nice smokey flavour with a delicious egg yolk sitting in the middle. I had a delicious soy sauce egg to start followed by an al pastor steam bun sandwich. For dessert we had chocolate chip passionfruit cake soft serve. What a great first meal in NYC.
After trying to go to the Statue of Liberty, but realizing tickets to get on the island were sold out, we wandered around the Freedom Tower and World Trade Center site, visited Trinity Church and Wall Street then headed back to clean up at the hotel for our ‘fancy’ dinner out at Dan Barber’s Blue Hill our first dinner at a Michelin starred restaurant. His Upstate New York Blue Hill restaurant is in the top 50 restaurants in the world, so we knew the New York version had to be good.
Do you remember that dinner table scene from What About Bob? Well this dinner went a lot like that. Dish after dish after dish, followed by the most embarrassing moans of delight. Best meal we have ever had. They don’t allow phone use in the restaurant so, sorry, no pictures of the epicness. Seeded butter, fermented rye bread, turnips, baby butternut squash with bacon marmalade and oh, green beans like you couldn’t imagine. And I think green beans are boring! Mmm, Faye this is delicious!
The next day was the big reveal at Rockefeller Centre, where we ‘ran into’ our Australian friends, Ben and Megan Auld and their daughter Charlotte. We surprised them outside of Magnolia Bakery and it was like Megan saw a ghost, she just couldn’t comprehend what was in front of her. Tears and hugs flowed, then we headed over to Thomas Keller’s Bouchon for some mmm mmm pastries…and then back to Magnolia for a cupcake and Banana Pudding (mom, this is the recipe I made at the cottage this summer).
We split up so Dave and I could do a food tour in Brooklyn and Ben and Megan could get their bearings and run some errands. They had only arrived the night before.
We saw some great street art, had more awesome food and learned a lot about the Hasidic Jewish community in Williamsburg. Did you know families have from 6-8 children, and the woman wear wigs. It was like they all had the same hair colour and haircut. I think the most interesting thing we learned was that the leaders in the community put up posters saying that watching the marathon is not tolerated. It has too many people running in promiscuous clothing. There should be no watching of it on the street and you must keep your children away from the windows. The area was pretty quiet when you ran through it, but there were a couple little girls enjoying it from a stoop.
We met up with the Auld’s and did some shopping in Brooklyn, then had dinner at Diner. After Dave and I took a detour and walked the Brooklyn Bridge at night. What a great view and a nice walk.
The next day after picking out our race kit, we walked The High Line. It is an old rail line that runs through the West Side of the city. It was a nice, but crowded, walk that finished close to April Bloomfield’s The Spotted Pig, a Michelin starred pub. What could be better for lunch!?!
After a late lunch and more banana pudding from Magnolia Bakery, we split ways from the Auld’s and went back to Brooklyn in the evening for dinner at applewood, a restaurant I had read a book about last year. It was Halloween and there was craziness everywhere. The street by the restaurant was even shut down as kids and parents ran from store to store trick-or-treating. When we came back to Manhattan after dinner we took a short walk through Times Square to see some more costumes then headed back to the Hilton to watch the Mets and try to get an early night before the race. (This never really happens before a race. You can’t sleep very well no matter what you do.)
Sunday was race day and you can read about that on my last post. It was a hard run and I still think about it. I talked to Megan yesterday, who just got back to Brisbane, and we both are still running it through our heads. How would we do it again knowing what we know now? We both feel like it isn’t a run to repeat. No more uphill!
Monday morning we met for a late coffee and pastry at Frisson Espresso (we had been finding some great coffee shops, shout out to Blue Bottle Coffee and Devotion). We had some final fun with Charlotte who had been a very good girl the whole trip and put up a lot from us old boring people. Apparently, after Dave and I left she pointed out some runners who looked like me and has convinced her mom that when she is 20, Megan and I have to do a race with her. So be it. She has a tough momma and Auntie.
We’ll miss our Aussie friends a lot, but we are already talking about the next adventure in 2017. Dave and Megan have their eye on the Tokyo Marathon and I think they are kind of mad.
These two don’t look like they have work the next day. Back to reality!