Despite being so close to NYC, my frolicking doesn’t take me there as much as my dancing/eating/Broadway loving heart would love. But, when I made it to “the City,” being able to run around (and walk over so many bridges) with Madeline was clearly my favorite past-time. So when she and her roommate both decided it was time to move on to smaller, better and more Southern places, it was time for one last hurrah. And hurrah we all did. Involving tacos, bridges, ice cream, Brooklyn, subways, fancy cocktails, skylines, and so many flights of stairs (the curse of the walk-up apartment). Here’s to the lovely ladies no longer of NYC!
Looking for great views of the Manhattan skyline, hit up The Ides at the Wythe Hotel in Williamsburg, Brooklyn. It isn’t a new, hip place. It’s actually a pretty established hip place. You might have to wait in line to get to the elevator, but once you make it to the bar you are met with great drinks and even more amazing views. And, when you’re hanging out with Madeline, you guaranteed that you can shove your way through the happy hour crowd to take a selfie or two with the sunset on our backs.
After walking 13,000 steps from 3:00PM – 12:00AM, clearly the only thing to do the next day is to get up and walk some more. So many avenues. And they are so long. But back to the real point of this…breakfast at Buvette in the West Village. I ate all of the gluten, within reason, and it was so goooood. I had almost forgotten how amazing homemade bread is, but consider me reminded and jealous of all the gluten-grazers in the world. An after breakfast stroll, walking the many avenues, stopping to photograph the Hamilton marquee, a subway ride, and a stroll around the East Village searching for Dark & Stormy slushies later…it was time to think about dinner. Going away dinner at Empellon Taqueria and my margarita was served with a giant wedge of pineapple and a hint of spice and it was wonderful. A scoop of ice cream from Van Leeuwen, more walking, and so many avenues later, I felt confident we had made the most of our 17,000 steps for the day and our going-away 48 hours. Next time in New Orleans!