Saturday we had every intention of heading downtown to Doughnut Plant for breakfast. Wouldn't you like to start your day with a creme brulee or coconut cream doughnut? This place has been on my list to try since before I lived in New York (that's 7 years ago), ever since I saw them on the Food Network making rose petal glazed doughnuts for Valentine's Day. I lived in Brooklyn for 3 years, and do you think I ever made it there? (It's harder than you'd think.)
So we started walking the block-and-a-half to the 7 train, but the the subway entrance was closed. Which meant we had to walk another block-and-a-half to Grand Central subway station to catch a 6 train. No biggie. But that also meant we had to cross Lexington Avenue, which when we did, we saw this.
"What's going on?" we wondered. We decided to walk north a bit and find out. And would you believe, it was an honest-to-goodness street fair. Two blocks from our hotel. And we almost missed it. But we didn't. Going to a street fair is something else that was always on my list, but never happened when I lived there. They go on from about May to November, a different location in the city each weekend. It's a lot of cheap stuff, but some great stuff too, that you can't really find anywhere else. So we walked and shopped and shopped and walked.
We also got gifts for the kids. It was the perfect place for gifts. Juli got her daughter a stinkin' cute tiger winter hat. I got my girls pretty cloth scarves - they love to borrow mine - and were they the HIT when I got home! Ginger has worn hers to school every day. And...some other cool stuff.
So, only a few blocks from the hotel, we were already heavy laden so we made a quick dash back to drop off our stuff. But only after popping into the Gap, which was also on the way, and which had an irresistible window display we had walked past a hundred times by now. Which contained this - did I mention irresistible? - kids' skirt. Which I went ahead and got for Ginger's birthday. And a shirt to match. Who can resist this?!
And here's the Chrysler Building in the daytime. Reminds me of The Fountainhead. Just love it.
Moving on. Shopping is very tiresome, but we pressed on into what turned out to be an amazingly gorgeous day. Since we were sore and blistered from Friday, we figured, let's walk the mile-plus across the Brooklyn Bridge! Despite our ailments, it was a great idea to get some sunshine and views.
Time and Again. If you like New York, or history, or time travel books, I highly recommend it.
Time for dinner! This time we did make it to Baluchi's and Juli was kind enough to let me order all my old favorites - samosas, naan, raita, lamb rogan josh and chicken korma. Everything was as good as ever - love that place!
But for dessert, and as punctuation to our entire escapade, we needed something extremely special. No Paris Baguette, definitely no Crumbs. What we needed was the BEST dessert New York had to offer. Luckily, Brian had already told us where that was.
Kyotofu is a cute-but-chic little Japanese dessert bar & bakery in the hoppin' Hell's Kitchen district. And it makes a Chocolate Souffle cupcake that New York Magazine voted the best in the city. Awfully surprising for something made with white miso, Japanese bread flour and tofu...and not even frosted!
fresh ginger crème brûlée with green apple sorbet and vanilla bean tuile (and something purpley-black and crunchy on top, very delicious.) Amazing. Fabulous. And we got a couple cupcakes to go.
Saturday ended with our great feat of hailing a cab...on a very busy taxi night, no less. After having several stolen from us, and the last from some very cute girls in short skirts, we got aggressive, and slunk exhausted into the back seat for a rather harrowing, but, in the end, safe ride back to the Hilton.
We stayed up late packing, a little depressed to be leaving. But even well-fed, chocolate-filled, sites-and-sounds intensive, perfect-weather, seriously-perfect weekends in New York have to come to an end.
Next post: we head home; Disco Mom reflects.