Wednesday, January 23, 2008

Back From New York

My 24 hours in New York is done and I am back in NW Arkansas, waiting for the temps to get down to 10F tonight (it's 26F at 8:45 with a clear sky out there.) Anyhow, it was a whirlwind of a trip and I'll do my write-ups of Pongsri and Rocking Horse Cafe soon.

I saw this story on sushi tuna over the shoulder of someone today -- if you're a big tuna sushi eater it's a story you should read it.

We stayed in Chelsea, which is a neighborhood in the low 20s on the map, west of Park Avenue (I don't know the specific boundaries, but that was the general area.) It's arty and alternative and not particularly touristy (the only souvenier shops I could find were of the sex toy variety.) We were there as our business brought us to the general area and the Chelsea Savoy was the cheapest hotel we could find. No Ritz-Carlton for us.

Today's food was less noteworthy. Breakfast for me was a bagel and egg at Chelsea Papaya, which was cheap and conveniently located catty-corner to our hotel. My boss got an egg on wheat bread. The sandwiches were unexciting (they don't have a ton of condiments out either), but my boss liked his papaya juice and I liked the mango juice. Not sure if it's worthy of the Food Network praise I seem to remember. Also, the cook tried to upsell -- "egg and bagel?" "yeah" "two eggs?" "no, one egg" *pause* "one more minute on your two eggs and bacon bagel" "no I want one egg" etc etc.

Lunch was at Laguardia Airport. If you are hungry at LGA, be sure to eat before you go through security, as there ain't shit past security in terminal C. And with my boss's reconstructed knees setting off security, thus requiring additional checks each time, there was no way we were going to go back out to the main terminal. Anyhow, I found some soba noodles and jalapeno chips and they were fine, but not worth writing anything more about.

1 comments:

the demographer said...

"Arty and alternative"--an interesting way to describe Chelsea. When we took Mom and Dad to a Spanish restaurant there several years ago, I think Dad's comment was something along the lines of, "Yes, there seem to be a lot of men holding hands here." : ) Looking forward to the Pongsri review --that's been all over the magazines here.