Saturday, May 28, 2011

Saturday, here's what we're doing

We get up early, but not crazy early, but early-ish because we hear the street noise through wide open windows. We go for a run in Prospect Park in the cool morning sun if you're that kind of person, or lay around in pajamas drinking juice in the morning sunlight if you're not.

We take showers and get dressed and head over to Bagel World for breakfast. We eat our bagels sitting on park benches across the street at J.J. Byrne park, watching the Park Slope parade of young families headed to brunch and young couples walking off hangovers. We hop on the subway to the lower east side, because we have tickets to the Tenement Museum. We take a tour about what it was like being a garment worker in the LES at the turn of the 20th century, and listen to personal accounts, and we are very much moved.

We talk about the value of the preservation of our shared history as we walk Cafe Habana, and sit in its tiny dining room with whirring fans and glass-less windows. You get a Cuban sandwich, which is good, and the roasted corn-on-the-cob, which is out-ragous.

We walk that off as we ramble around the lower east side, past Katz's Deli where they filmed part of When Harry met Sally, and the parks where skateboarders and bums share common space, and to the Donut Plant, where I suggest you get the tres leches. You want to try the fresh strawberry, but since I was right about the corn, you just get both.

You want to do some shopping, so we head over to Union Square where the artists set up their tables. You get a screen printed New York shirt, and I pick up some strawberries from the farmer's market.

It's turning twilight, but the weather is perfect, and we aren't carrying much, so we stroll down Broadway and then to the Brooklyn Bridge, which is crowded in a festive way. The lights of the city have come on, and as we cross, everyone stops every few paces to look out at them.

It's shorter than you thought across the bridge (it's totally shorter than you think), and we decide to walk back to Park Slope, as it's still early. We walk up 5th Ave, and stop at Fornino's for dinner. You express come interest in Grimaldi's, but I convince you that Fornino's a.) is better b.) doesn't have a pushy wait staff, and c.) has an chick pea fries (better than they sound) and an Al Roker pizza (fontina, caramelized onion, and roast peppers).

We'll walk home from there (five short blocks), and arrive tired but happy. We'll climb into pajamas and sit on the couch and chat until one of us starts to fall asleep.


  1. Um...why wasn't I invited that sounds delish!

  2. How did you know those were just the things I wanted to do?! I've already had a blast! Can't wait to see what's in store the next couple days.

  3. Sounds like a perfect day. Wish I was actually there. For the food, and the company, of course.

    I really love this series of posts, am living for the Sunday & Monday versions, and want you to do it every weekend.