now, let's get caught up on things. aaron and i have one failed eating day under our belts but we came back with a vengence yesterday so i think we are back on track. it went down hill at katz deli.
after we got out room we got settled in and decided it was time to eat. we reviewed the hartley meat tour and decided we can't do it in one go. it's too hot up here to have the meat sweats. so we selected katz deli and hit the subway. now i've been to katz deli before. i know that i am completely unable to eat a $20.35 reuben alone. aaron hasn't been to katz deli. aaron needs to consume more food than me and as a former wrestler he's more than a little possessive of his food. the gregory's share food. is that yours? oh i'll eat it right off your plate. what? that's a problem? but you can eat food off my plate. it's all equal. wrestlers and aaron - i don't know if all the carr's function like this - don't want you looking at their plate. don't reach in that direction. this is not yours. you will risk threatening glares or drawing back a nub. it comes from sacrifice. he won't eat for hours on end and then when that meal is in front of him there might not be enough food for him. and there's definitely not enough for you. so i've stopped suggestion that we share at this point.
at kat'z aaron decided he wanted a hard salami sandwich and that since they were already cutting it in half he would give me half and maybe i could give him half of my reuben. that way we aren't really sharing but we get to sample 2 different sandwiches. i agree. and i don't mention that the sandwiches are like 2 feet high with 5 pounds of meet on them. they put it in front of him on the counter and he got nervous. honestly, we did our best. i swear we did. if you had seen me there with nyc katz deli reuben up to my elbows you would have known i was doing my best. literally i had to bathe in the bathroom sink. i had kraut in my hair. but we didn't finish. and we were so ashamed that we hid the uneaten food under a napkin because we didn't want to insult the nice guy that made the sandwich.
so then we went for a walk in roosevelt park. the goal was to find the hua mei bird men. they don't exist. google it but it's an urban legend. all we saw was a bunch of guys playing basketball, some homeless folks, and a kid that was seriously high on heroin and his friends kept trying to keep him from nodding off to make sure he hadn't over dosed.
we went back to our luxury parlour suite took a nap and then decided on the chirpin chicken for dinner. afterall we were already on the meat train. the thing is, i was too tired to leave the room. so we ordered online and aaron went to pick it up. the chirpin chicken is a great place. aaron said there was a line out the door and everytime i see it it's packed. but there's no way i could finish half a chicken. and i regret to say, aaron couldn't either. food fail. yesterday morning the whole suite smelled of delicious uneaten chicken.
with this massive failure behind us we had to start over. it's all about pacing. you don't start a marathon in a full sprint. so we went for a run in central park and went to our reservation at Gramercy Tavern - no breakfast. straight in to extra fine dining. google the restaurant for pictures of the food and information. we will never be able to eat like this again but we definitely think that everyone should eat like this once in their lives. it was truly an art.
they have a seasonal tastings menu which you can see online. and with it they have a wine pairing. and it's perfect. this is 2 to 2 and a half hours of professionally, artfully prepared delicate sexy food with a wine that has purposefully been studied and selected to go with that food. flavors and textures that are blended to perfectly....colors and presentation that look like works of art. you literally eat it with your eyes first. this was a tom link recommendation that i'm so thankful for. they started us with prosecco and toasted our honeymoon. and then after the tastings menu dessert we got a beautiful toasted coconut custard cake with best wishes written in the most delicate script of chocolate sauce. $250 of amazing. THIS is why food and wine magazine exists.
not being a big drinker after a 5 course meal of tiny portions and 5 glasses of perfectly paired wine i needed to, well, take a nap and be away from humanity so i that i didn't get into trouble. when we woke up we were hungry. so we decided to head to the villages. we ate a burger at new york burger company and then we went to the gotham comedy club where they sat us frighteningly close to the stage. with some strangers from australia. they were sisters on vacation and they were fun. we didn't get made fun of and we laughed and laughed and laughed.
then we walked through west village and greenwich village. we walked on the highline (thehighline.org). the weather was perfect. the people watching was amazing. aaron ate another cupcake from magnolia bakery. the very one that was featured in sex and the city - which i didn't point out to him because he doesn't care, he just wants the cupcake. we saw old cobblestone nyc streets. it was late at night and we had found the quietest spot in the city. no sirens. no emergency. no rush. no people pushing and skype-ing and plugged in to cell phones with white cords disconnected from the people around them in an effort to isolate or get some peace. just quiet residential city.
and a homeless man peeing on the wall outside the public restroom in the park.
we took the subway home around midnight. that's right the carr's were out well past their bedtime. we even got to see the police round up the homeless from the subway. it took us a while to figure that one out. it's a little disturbing to see 6 or 7 nypd in the subway just hanging out. then you see them check out a train car. when you go above ground there's a big nypd bus of homeless people.
so now he's running and i'm not. i'm thinking of getting a new pair of shoes...
i mean we have to go to brooklyn today and that's a lot of walking.
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