Abigail and I spent the day yesterday in New York City. Drove to Princeton Junction and took the train to Penn Station
[33rd/8th Ave]. The weather was perfect for a walk up 5
th Avenue to Rockefeller Center past the ice rink. We continued to the southern entrance of Central Park then reversed towards brunch.
Bar Americain [52nd/6-7th Ave] is Bobby
Flay's restaurant, and despite some online reviewers grumbling about celebrity chef eateries I was excited to check it out. We were seated immediately in a mostly full dining room situated at street level. The first course was a trio of cold seafood cocktails including shrimp with cilantro-lime-
purée!, lobster with
avocado, and crab with mango and coconut. There was too much black pepper on the crab cocktail, otherwise
everything was delicious.
Next came an order of
frites with
chipotle mayo and a couple of cocktails. Abigail had a
Pimm's #1 with fresh lemonade and cucumber, I had a bloody
mary. Both were as delicious as they were small and overpriced. I moved on to an Arcadia Rye Pale Ale (Battle Creek, MI) for the next course: poached eggs with charred
tasso ham and spicy
hollandaise. Top eggs
benedict, and the potent
sauce paired well with the crisp
hoppy beer. Pocketed a mini-baguette and a few boxes of matches as we exited for the
MoMA [53rd/5-6th Ave] to be inundated with the nihilistic screams of the contemporary art scene, an
extensive abstract expressionism review, and a glance
through the 20
th-century ward.
After being ushered out of the museum we walked back to Penn Station, checked on the next Northeast Corridor train and popped
across the street to
Tir Na
Nog for a Guinness before the return trip.
"Creativity and Imagination Shall be the Stability of Thy Time"The LEGO Store appropriation of this, above the gate to 30 Rock