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I figured that a separate post on the food we ate was in order. Don’t worry, it won’t be hella-long. Our hotel actually included a continental breakfast in the room price, so I only have a few exciting meals to bore you about.
I mentioned in a prior post that, when we first arrived in the city, our room wasn’t ready so we hopped on the subway and went to Brooklyn, walking back to Manhattan on the bridge. That’s not all we did; we also ate lunch at Grimaldi’s Pizzeria.
I had read about Grimaldi’s on Trip Advisor and got a thumbs-up recommendation from Karyn Bosnak as well, so we were looking forward to it.
We actually arrived a few minutes before they even opened (check the hours before you go!) and got right on line. (Tip, courtesy of Julesie who did some pre-trip research on my behalf: some people call ahead and order their pizza for pick up, taking it to the park just down the street near the bridge. We forgot to call ahead…oops)
As luck would have it, they opened the doors and started letting groups in for seating. We were the second-to-the-last group that got seated in that first round! Good thing, because had we not made it in, our wait for a table would have been at least 45 minutes to an hour.
Another tip? Grimaldi’s is cash only. That’s important.
I don’t think I’ve ever been in such a small restaurant that was packed to the gills with tables and people. The staff was friendly but no-nonsense, and the menu was very simple. Pizza. Wine. Beer. Soft drinks. Dessert. That’s it.
SO GOOD. Now, we are Chicagoans and used to our Deep Dish. (love it) I also like a good thin crust pizza, but New York is famous for it, and there’s a reason why. I can’t even say any more about how good it was because I’m drooling on the keyboard. Moving on…
Dinner on our first night was shared with “Shula”, a friend of mine but also one of Julesie‘s BFFs.
She is one of my favorite people; so sweet and fun. And adorable, as evidenced by the photo above in which she looks like a cute little doll next to me. She is a New York native and has that awesome accent; once I was considering asking her to record my outgoing voice message on my cell just because I love her voice. Anyway, I could go on about her for hours but if you want to read about her and how my sister is convinced she’s related to Demi Moore and Soleil Moon Frye, click here.
We met Shula at Serendipity 3 on E. 60th Street.
If you haven’t ever heard of this place, I’d be a little surprised. If you ever plan on going, make advance reservations! It’s always crowded, and the waiting area is so small that you’ll probably be waiting outside. On this particular evening, we had reservations but still had to wait about 20 minutes. The host reminded me of the host character Dana Carvey once played on SNL, telling everyone who he deemed unworthy to “Wait at the bar…wait at the bar…” This guy was unreal with the way he was attempting to wield power in between taking sips through a straw from a big pink drink topped with a gallon of whipped cream.
But I digress. The meal was pretty good. Blah blah blah, burgers, shepherd’s pie, casserole, chicken…yadda yadda yadda. What we really came for was dessert. Serendipity 3, you see, is famous for the Frrrrozen Hot Chocolate. Wanna see? Of course you do.
And yes, it is as massive as it looks. Shula, Julesie and I made the error of each ordering our own on the last visit. This time, we shared. Jim ordered a sundae and the boys ordered the PEANUT BUTTER Frrrrozen Hot Chocolate, and Shula and I shared the traditional. Romantic, no?
As you can see, they’re ready for the crowds that are constantly coming in.
Dinner on Day Two? Junior’s.
The sign says Brooklyn, but we were indeed at a Manhattan location (the original is in Brooklyn.). Actually, “funny” story. We had been walking around all day and were getting tired, so I looked at my handy dandy notebook, you know, the one with all of the addresses, operating hours, and other miscellaneous info for our trip. I needed to look up Juniors to see how far we were. For some reason I had not written it down, so I looked it up on the internet via my phone (gotta love technology!).
My first mistake was assuming that the most highlighted Junior’s location would be the one that we wanted, the one that I KNEW was in the theater district, because I had passed it several times on each NYC trip. Jim put the address in his GPS (uh-oh), and it kept telling us to walk in a different direction from the theater district. I asked, “Is it set up for driving, maybe, and not walking?”
He checked. It was indeed set for walking.
We decided to just go ahead and follow it.
All the way east.
Away from the theater district.
Where did it lead us?
What’s that, you ask? “Is that Grand Central Station, Melisa?”
Why yes, it is.
“Across town from where you need to be?”
“Wasn’t that alot of extra walking when you’re already tired?”
FYI everybody, there’s a Junior’s location inside Grand Central Station. But we didn’t want that one.
That’s about the time I looked online again, noted the correct address, and we jumped into the cab.
Junior’s is a little bit of a retro-style restaurant, as in the service is excellent and attentive, they serve comfort foods, and there is a definite family vibe to it. They serve egg creams, which my mom LOVES. Their glasses were cool; they have egg cream instructions on them!
You may recall that I made the Junior’s Cheesecake recipe in November and I got high marks on it from a New Yorker. I’m happy to say that now I have tried it in NYC myself, and indeed the recipe is definitely a keeper!
Lunch on Day Three was at a little cafe in SoHo, Cafe Borgia II. It is a delightful little place where the food is good but a little overpriced. There is one server, and she is extremely pleasant. The bathroom is the smallest in Manhattan, I think. The sink is practically Barbie-sized. (Okay, slight exaggeration) I didn’t take any photos but wanted to note it here. Another Cash Only place. Whoops. Good thing I had cash on me at the time. I was looking up the exact name online (since I didn’t take photos) and found that it has below average reviews on Yelp which is unfortunate BUT the first review is completely hilarious, so I want you to look at it if you have time. Click here and scroll to the first review. I’ll wait.
Dinner on Day Three? Nathan’s Hot Dogs at a fast food-ish location. I can buy Nathan’s hot dogs in the refrigerated section at my grocery store and do a better job of making a meal with them. It sucked. That’s all I want to say about it.
On our final day we needed to find a place where we could enjoy lunch before heading to the airport. We visited the Intrepid Air, Sea, and Space Museum in the morning and ended up walking over to the Hell’s Kitchen area; if you can’t find a restaurant in Hell’s Kitchen, your eyes are closed.
By this point we were just tired and the choices were overwhelming, sort of going to a restaurant like Chili’s or TGIFridays where there are so many things on the menu that you feel like your head might explode if you don’t just call out something like the Awesome Blossom in a hurry.
Then a gift was presented to us in the form of Thai food. We noticed a restaurant called Yum Yum.
All in all, Yum Yum was indeed YUMMY YUMMY, and believe it or not, was the best meal for the price during our entire stay: for all four of us, it cost $30 plus tip, which included spring rolls, a main dish, and a drink. Great way to end a trip, food-wise! (But don’t worry, my pretties…the posts keep coming! Stay tuned for tomorrow’s post: “5th Avenue!” or, “How We Didn’t Meet The Donald”)