Eating the day away
Despite jet lag, Greg started the day with an early run in Central Park.
Amy got her morning coffee at Starbucks and the barista drew a smiley face on her cup. The barista must be a transplant; native New Yorkers aren’t friendly.
Next up was breakfast. Absolute Bagels, our favorite bagel shop, recently closed. We tried a new top-rated place called Utopia Bagels. Greg liked it more than Amy, but both agreed that they had too many strange options such as Oreo cream cheese and vegan bacon-egg-and-cheese sandwiches. Oy!
We walked back to the hotel, which didn’t take much longer than taking the subway. Greg made a few phone calls, then we changed for a formal lunch and walked to Le Bernadin. It’s been 3 years since we were there, so it was OK to order many of the same dishes like raw tuna stuffed with foie gras and Dover sole.
A few of the courses
The food was amazing, and going for lunch kept the cost and portions relatively reasonable. Maybe it’s fortunate that Seattle doesn’t have restaurants this good. Then again, we haven’t spent much time in Seattle in the six months since Greg’s retirement.
After more down time at the hotel, we went to Smalls jazz club. While we waited to enter, Greg got a chocolate cornetto since listening to jazz shouldn’t be done on an empty stomach.
The music was a premiere of a set of 10 compositions written in 10 days by the pianist. The pieces were titled “5 of 10”, “8 of 10”, etc. It wasn’t to our liking, but nothing ventured, nothing gained.
After the first set, we returned to the Lower East Side to get pizza slices from Scarr’s. We were surprised that the storefront was different. Turns out they moved across the street from the location we knew. The pizza was not quite as good as we remembered, but still worth the trip.
