I'm baaa-aaack!
It's great to be back in the Big Apple for a week of too much coffee, too much walking, and way way way too much food. The first few days have been a great start.
Joined by a frequent NYC side-kick, Kyle, I trained into the city EARLY Saturday and checked into a friend of a friend's studio on the upper west side. A quick ride downtown and we were in the Village where we marched promptly to Jack's Stir-n-Brew for the first of many cups of joe. Jack's invention stirs the coffee grounds as they are brewed, which gives the final product a unique flavor. It's my favorite coffee shop in the city.
Next, we got in line at Mary's Fish Camp for a trout sandwich and real lemonade. Mary's is similar to one of my favorite neighborhood places in DC, Hank's Oyster Bar. The trout sandwich was perfect, much better than the over-priced, over-mayoed lobster roll I ordered last time. Onion rings were perfect and our neighbors at the next table had what looked like perfect lobster knuckles that I think I'll try next time.
We went our own ways for the afternoon, and I headed to James Perse for some new t-shirts and then to Washington Square Park for people watching. After a few hours I headed back uptown for a long run through Central Park. By this time, my dogs were barking so it was back to the pad for a nap before Kyle and I headed to Williamsburg, Brooklyn.
Bedford Avenue is a quick ride on the L train and is worth the trip. Brooklyn, especially Williamsburg, is my kind of suburb. Cheese shops, wine stores and bakeries line the streets in this community that is becoming food and drink obsessed. At our friend Dave's advice, we had the best burger on the planet at Dumont Burger, and I'm trying to figure out how to open a similar joint in DC.
With bellies full of red meat and beer, we headed up the road for Dave's loftwarming party. The view of the city from his roof was second-to-none (see pics), and Dave is always side-splitting funny.
Sunday morning came too early. While Kyle headed to church, I slept in (oh stop, Church Lady, I went later in the afternoon). Breakfast was lox and bagel - did you know that "bagel" is both singular and plural? -- from Zabars. Smoked fish doesn't get any better than Zabars and their coffee is pretty great too.
Kyle hopped on the afternoon train back to DC, and I spent some more time down in the Village. I had a late brunch plate of fried oysters, scrambled eggs and bloody mary at Bone Lick Park. After a great sermon at Redeemer Pres., I headed home and turned in early.
It's gonna be a great week.