Oh, the food.

I didn’t really get any good photographs of any of the fancy meals we ate. I was too busy, well, eating. And oh, New York, you are so good with the food. Even the gyro street carts with saffron rice and suspicious meat sources smelled delicious at times.

Oh, the food.

Oh, the food.

Ess-a Bagels is by far the best bagel I’ve ever had. So good, we ate there twice. (I’d eaten there the first time I was in NYC too, after getting a demanding recommendation from my friend — and former NYC librarian — Stacey.) The lox on an everything bagel is so good, I couldn’t finish it. The peanut butter and bacon on sesame? Well. I left little behind. I would eat here far too often if I lived in the city, and justify doing so with the endless miles you spend walking.

Plus, the guys behind the counter provide an authentic NYC experience. You get the feeling that if you don’t move through the line with enough speed, order with enough precision (there is no time to linger once you get to the counter), and do so in voce alto, they will holler back: NO BAGEL FOR YOU!

Oh, the food.

I’d never seen these in person — only in cooking magazines. Dean and DeLuca is quite possibly the most amazing foodie store I’ve ever had a chance to wander.

Oh, the food.

Oh, the food.

I want to buy the giant pig serving tray. Cute and useful! Also! I need to own absolutely nothing else at the moment. (Score the rare point for shopping restraint.)

Oh, the food.

Oh, the food.

And then there was the Easter brunch at the Waldorf:

Oh, the food.

Oh, the food.

Oh, the food.

We did not eat here, but walked through the lobby for these shots. What I couldn’t get a good photo of was the giant bowl of lobster. Unbelievable.

And then there was Eataly. Oh. MY. GOD! Eataly. All 75 floors of food and ingredient heaven.

Plus beautiful bakery window displays for the Easter weekend:

Oh, the food.

Oh, the food.

And great coffee shops:

Oh, the food.

And champagne by the iced bucket:

Oh, the food.

My favorite meal was Le Cirque lobster risotto. Or that peanut butter bacon bagel. Tough call.

A decadent escape!

~K

6 Replies to “Oh, the food.”

  1. Wowie. Just reading this is making me so excited for my trip to LA! (just big city food in general, I guess,) Have you ever been there, by the way? I need restaurant/sightseeing/etc suggestions! (Any other of Kelli’s excellent readers should feel free to email with their favorite things to do in LA as well.) sarah (at) kerner (dot) net

  2. I wouldn’t say “demanding,” just “REALLY FORCEFUL OR ELSE.” 😉

    Next time, hit up Rafiqi’s, the Halal cart on 50th and 3rd. Kitty corner to Ess-a-Bagel, even!

    (I would kill for Ess-a-Bagel right now. SIGH.)

    xox

  3. I can’t believe you took pictures at Dean and Deluca and got out alive!! In the late 80’s/early 90’s my boyfriend-now-husband tried to take photos and was instantly set upon by a very scary dude who escorted him out!! We still don’t know what they were trying to hide–illegally imported truffles??

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