One of the reasons I decided to come to New York was for the exposure to the places that could only sprout up in New York. The variety of creative culinary businesses in this town delights and amazes me.
Yesterday afternoon, after a blissful walk down the High Line in Chelsea, we stopped at Three Tarts. I was sold when I saw their ice cream sandwich menu: lemon cake with lemon poppy seed ice cream for me and chocolate cake with pistachio cherry ice cream for Pete. Yes, please.
Yesterday afternoon, after a blissful walk down the High Line in Chelsea, we stopped at Three Tarts. I was sold when I saw their ice cream sandwich menu: lemon cake with lemon poppy seed ice cream for me and chocolate cake with pistachio cherry ice cream for Pete. Yes, please.
Later, while walking down Spring Street, we came across the famous Balthazar Restaurant and it's adjoining bakery. I couldn't help but wander in and browse at the gorgeous tartlets, so Parisian in style, even though I was an hour away from having dinner. Ooh, it pained me to leave without trying something. I must go back.
I walked further down Spring and spotted Baked by Melissa, home to an assortment of mini-cupcakes, all sold out of a tiny window. Again, I was tempted to spoil my dinner, but kept walking.
Finally, I came across a place devoted solely to the pleasures of rice pudding. Can you believe this?! Only in New York. Rice to Riches will hook you up with flavors like "Sex Drugs and Rocky Road" or "Hazelnut Chocolate Bear Hug."
I'm going to have to pace myself.
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