New York - Day 4 with breakfast and other good stuff
They know how to serve breakfast in NYC. I’ve never had baked beans this early in the day before I came to New York. They were stuffed inside my California omelette, together with tomatoes. It was delicious, especially because the omelette was accompanied by a nice green salad with a carrot dressing. Husband had a big bowl of granola with fruit and yoghurt.
And we had coffee with it. Now, I’m very sorry to say this, but New York, your coffee sucks. I totally understand why you’re ordering sugary abominations at Starbucks. Your coffee – when drank the right way: black with nothing else in it – is the most horrible thing to have in the morning. Or in the afternoon. Or evening. The only reason I will keep ordering a coffee in the morning is because I’m an addict. I need my caffeine fix, no matter how much the coffee sucks. However, other than the despicable coffee, NYC breakfasts are good.
Enough about the breakfasts. On day 4 of my NY trip, I didn’t do too much. My knee got busted pretty badly when I overdid on the “Let’s walk through New York without proper shoes” on the first day, so I tried to give the poor thing some rest.
In the afternoon, we visited a cute little café in Chelsea called Café Angelique. They served nice hot apple cider and the cakes are to die for! Too bad the place was packed with yuppie parents and their evil spawn, but I guess you just can’t have it all.
Another nice place we hit that day: Joy Burger Bar near Washington Square. They serve a wide variety of toppings and sauces, and their burgers was accompanied by pickles and some onion rings. It tasted delish, and I’ll go back to this place when I’m in town again.
For dinner we met up with our gorgeous friends Kim and Laura at Esperanto in Alphabet City, a Latin-American inspired restaurant with live music. The place was a bit dark and crowded, but the waiting staff was very nice and friendly. After a place of mixed appetizers, I settled for the pollo de la casa, with a big chuck of corn and tasty rice. The chicken was covered in a flavorful adobo coriander sauce. Portions in NYC are big, so finishing this plate didn’t even occur to me.
After dinner, back to The Summit Bar we went, for cocktails and people watching. And all was good in the world.
