For our Saturday night dinner, my parents and I were ready for a nice, healthy dose of veggies. After eating a huge brunch at Sarabeth’s and a jumbo plate of hand pulled noodles at Xi’an Famous Foods in Chinatown, I just really wanted a big plate of lettuce in my life. Since I’m not too familiar with the Midtown West area, we decided to just hit the pavement and walk around until we stumbled upon a place that looked like something we were craving. Enter Eatery, on the corner of 53rd and 9th (not to be confused with Eataly). The menu has a wide range of organic and vegetarian options, with lots of delicious-sounding salads and nutritious appetizers and entrées and looked perfect for us, so we went in and were seated right away. A rare occurrence for a Saturday night in NYC – it was like a sign we were meant to eat there.
After months of waiting, my parents finally visited me in NYC! They’ve had a trip planned for a while now, and my mom and I have been counting down the days since early February when we’d be reunited in the Big Apple to shop, eat, and catch a show. They headed into the city early Friday afternoon and after a quick detour to Warby Parker for my dad, we headed to their hotel in Midtown so they could check in and unpack a bit before our weekend truly began.
Let me first start by saying – if you want to go out to dinner, have a great time, sip on some nice craft cocktails and enjoy great food, The Stanton Social is the place to be. But, if you and your friends are big fans of splitting the bill on a who-ordered-what basis, this place is really going to complicate your life.
But, let me start from the beginning. Friday night was my roommate, Kate’s, birthday. Most Friday nights end up with me going home after work and binge-watching Breaking Bad on Netflix, so we decided not to plan anything too elaborate on her actual birthday. Instead, we were waking up early to see our friend Chris play rugby at Randall’s Island, getting blow-outs, and heading to The Stanton Social for a late dinner and hitting a bar somewhere nearby on the Lower East Side afterwards.
Saturday morning’s weather was beautiful – aside from the six inches of melting slush on the ground. Friday’s disgusting snowfall had left its mark, but fortunately Saturday’s warm weather quickly melted the majority of the snow and made for a nice, if wet, morning. Our friend Chris was coming into the city for a big rugby tournament on Randall’s Island. I know absolutely nothing about rugby, but I couldn’t pass up an excuse to head to Randall’s Island to check out what it had to offer – besides Governor’s Ball – and bask in the first sunny-ish day of spring.
Thursday night, both my roommate and I worked super late, so decided to treat ourselves to a dinner out instead of heading home to cook. There’s a ton of restaurants in the Upper East Side that we’ve been meaning to try since we moved in 6 months ago. We decided to check Bocado Cafe, on the corner of Lexington and 87th, off of our list.
Friday night, I ventured down to the Lower East Side after work instead of heading straight home, getting into my bed, and putting on the next episode of Breaking Bad (my traditional Friday night agenda. No shame). My friends Haley, Meghan, Kate and I all had scheduled to have dinner together because somehow our schedules just never seem to match up. So, in true New York fashion, we penciled in “being friends” and bought a Groupon for drinks, apps, and dinner at Hotel Chantelle. Read More »
Hello! Welcome to The Naturalized New Yorker – my first attempt at getting back into the writing game after being on hiatus since last May. I graduated from college last year with a degree in journalism, and my dream was always to move to the Big Apple and work as a writer or freelancer – AKA something that always looks super glamorous in movies. So, to get in my daily quota of creative writing and to scratch the writing itch I’ve been having since last summer, I decided to start a blog.
Now, I know a lot of people – my roommate included – will say, “Start a blog? Like a blog blog?” And, no. I don’t want a fashion blog where I take pictures of myself in outfits I wouldn’t actually wear and post it for fashion-y people to read. And, while I love those blogs and read tons of them, it’s just not my personality to do something like that. So, I’m deciding to take an alternate route.