Because he has my dream job, I get these little alerts about what’s showing every week on Anthony Bourdain’s No Reservations. Tonight he’s going to be in New York, revisiting all his old haunts and eating nostalgically. (I think it’s like, Anthony Bourdain night on the Travel Channel or something, but this episode looks like it’s coming on at 10pm.) Now, I know he grew up in a different era than me, and I know every New Yorker has a list of their own secret/guilty pleasure eateries, but I must confess I was heartbroken when I searched through the rundown of the show and did not find these New York, and Miss Expatria, institutions: Ess-a-Bagel. It’s been around since 1976, and it’s the best bagel shop in the world. Period.
Junior’s Most Fabulous in Brooklyn. I know, I know; his show is about Manhattan. But it is about Disappearing Manhattan, and Junior’s is one of those old-school joints that makes you think you walked in on opening day in 1952. I used to come from Westchester on the weekends for brunch when I moved out of the city. (And, yes, the name is Junior’s Most Fabulous. Call and see how they answer if you don’t believe me.) Their food is just plain awesome, their twin sandwiches are adorable and practical, but their cheesecakes…oh. My. God. You haven’t lived.
Papaya King. Since 1932, it’s been the best deal in town. And the fresh fruit smoothies cancel out the two jumbo hot dogs you’re choking down, so it’s all good.
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I just spent the most hallucinatory three hours getting back to Mandrione from Trastevere. Here are some things I witnessed:
So, when I’m in the States my mom and I watch House Hunters and House Hunters International.
In no particular order; more coming soon:
I was mesmerized by the icebergs in Antarctica- each unique like a snowflake.
Sure – they smell…badly – but I found the odor pretty easy to overlook in light of their general adorableness.
First rule of ‘Kayak Club’ in Antarctica is that you are not late to kayak club meetings. The second rule of kayak club is that you ARE NOT late to kayak club meetings.
I had made up my mind, I wasn’t going to do it. Nope. Not doing it.