Yesterday evening, we wandered over to the High Line, just in time for sunset. Strolling along the elevated former railway track is one of my favourite things to do in the city, and it's great at any time of day, or year.
We walked all the way up to the north end of the High Line. There is currently a lot of construction work around 30th Street, so it will be interesting to see what else springs up over the next few years.
As I had been in the city for over three days without having a burger, that was our next move. Unfortunately, The Marrow, where we had been planning to go, didn't serve burgers in the evening so we found our way to Monument Lane in the West Village instead. They do a bacon cheeseburger and a beer or a glass of wine for $15 on a Monday. The burger was really good — juicy and tender, and accompanied by a rather too delicate (but delicious) cocktail. I was far too full for pudding, but, of course, couldn't resist the chocolate peanut butter cup, with caramel popcorn and sea salt. It was amazing, even if I couldn't finish it.
Today was even warmer. I started with breakfast at Bluebird on East 1st Street, one of my favourite coffee shops. Being me, I was as delighted by the geometry of the concentric circles formed by my coffee cup, saucer and the table, as by the excellent macchiato.
I made my way uptown, pausing to admire the now ubiquitous "Boris" bikes (AKA CitiBikes) by the Flatiron Building.
Then I discovered The Flatiron District's answer to KERB in the form of Mad. Sq. Eats, a street food market just next to Madison Square Park, with great views of the Flatiron Building and the Empire State Building and gorgeous parasols and tablecloths, courtesy of Marimekko. I decided to go for a Margherita from Williamsburg-based pizzeria, Roberta's. I've never made it to the restaurant so I thought it was a good opportunity to give them a try. The pizza was perfectly sized for lunchtime and tasted really good. Great mozzarella, great tomato sauce. Yum.
I had planned to walk all the way up to Bloomie Nails to get a manicure, but weighed down by various purchases along the way, I diverted to a new espresso bar in Midtown instead. Little Collins is on Lexington near 56th Street and is a tiny, Aussie café serving coffee and light meals. I ordered an Ethiopian pourover, which was delicate and refreshing — the perfect coffee for such a hot afternoon. But when I caught sight of the stunning Modbar espresso machine, I knew I would have to come back to sample the espresso on another occasion.
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