Another year, another memory card full of food porn. I don't think I would ever take so many photos if it were the days of 35mm film. Sometimes I think it's a little out of control, when I look back at my travel photos and there are more photos of food than anything else. But I can't help it, so you better love me for who I am!
2008, back to New York City, New York, United States of Amurica:
Technically, my fam live in Queens, because who are we kidding, real people don't live in Manhattan. There are lots of great little known restos in their neighbourhood. My travel companion this time was mon amie, Fifi. After a long day of shopping and bankrupting ourselves, we stumbled upon a new Asian resto. For the life of me, I'm afraid I can not remember the name of it. But honestly, the competition is so fierce, the place is probably closed now. This was Fifi's choice dish (and choice aerial shot) - chicken with cashews and fresh yummy snow peas. We were smitten over the heart shaped rice with cherry on top. And the real cherry on top was the total bill for less than $30!
Of course you can't visit NYC without experiencing The Bagel. I'd be hard pressed to say no to a bagel even though I know it's the equivalent to eating four slices of bread and some evil force decided to tell the world that four slices of bread will somehow be the death of you. I don't care, make me fat, and let me die young in your arms, I love you, dear bagel, take me as I am!
There is quite the art form to ordering a bagel in NY. I couldn't even decide which flavour I wanted, let alone how I want the cream cheese. I overheard the woman in front of me, clearly a master of bagels, ordering with strong command. "Bagel. Plain. Easy toasted. Scooped. Cream cheese. Plain." Scooped? I understood the rest of it, but what is being scooped? OMG. Then the deli guy started to scoop - a trench in the bagel was created to allow for the ribbon of cream cheese to lie perfectly in its newly created cradle. I think I heard angels sing. When it was my turn, I chickened out and just ordered it like a tourist: "Everything bagel, toasted, plain cream cheese, please." But it was still heavenly.
