I left Seatac airport over two hours late last Friday, due to the arrival plane’s mechanical difficulties. Under the notion I’d be spending the night in Chicago, IL left me a) disappointed to think I wouldn’t even have time to make it downtown for a look around and b) that I truly wished to have a dash more enthusiasm for the Super Bowl in which case I could have at least been able to partake in the mass craze of blue and green jerseys and paraphernalia. Go Seahawks… and we all now know they did.
Flying out of Seattle and over the mountains…
Incredible patterns we never consider when we are within them. Such a different perspective.
Turns out we wouldn’t be staying the night in Chicago they announced as we landed. Taking off from there at 10.45pm, we were on a special added late flight to New York… had to get those fans to the game! Again, just intrigued by light and pattern from above. I forgot how much I enjoy flying at night.
We arrived in Newark at 2am with the time change. Best thing after actually getting into the city, was lack of cars on the streets. Only a short 20 minutes to Manhatten.
Slept late and went straight for lunch the next day.
Perfectly crisped fries and a Nicoise salad topped with seared rare tuna at Edward’s in Tribeca.
Saturday night was spent eating my first over indulgent meal after three weeks of juicing and very clean eating. It was some kind of glorious meal and fun company.
Champagne. Artisanal fois gras, a light brown bread and a shooter glass with sweet wine presented beautifully on a piece of slate. Followed by Paula Wolfert’s, Toulouse cassoulet found in The Cooking of Southwest France and slow cooked in this traditional pot found on Etsy.
Followed by a cheese course and a dessert of a light sponge cake served in small glasses topped with a thick layer of lightly sweetened, whipped cream and berries. AND just a few home-made cannelles. Thanks Jim and Alexander! What a treat. Sorry it’s a text only rendition. Taking photos didn’t seem appropriate on this first visit:)
The next day another late one and we started with brunch at The Dutch in Soho.
First a coffee At Once Upon A Tart while we waited for a table. The interior here is looking a little worn out but the food still great. And I love their book, Once Upon a Tart.
Brunch with my awesome son… eating kimchi, shrimp fried rice with a couple fried eggs. Thought of you Alice @ Girl in a Food Frenzy
A cornmeal waffle with toasted pecan butter and maple syrup.
We sat at the bar
Good quality, flavors and portions in a nice atmosphere. Brunch was really lunch till 2pm when we had the luxury of time and they the luxury of space for us to linger and chat.
I could buy this kind of stuff all day. S U C K E R is written in bold letters across my forehead. Although this line did look quite nice.
Fireworks viewed from the window of my son’s friend’s apartment where we watched the Super Bowl. Just across the river there is the stadium.
Ok, if I’m honest, I was listening to it while I made dinner…which included chocolate mousse made by hand due to lack of electric gadgets. We all took turns whipping egg whites and cream. I did attempt to watch the second half. What a brutal game.
Come Monday morning, it was time for a little work.
More to come…