About a month ago (although it feels so much longer !), I took the train up to New York City to meet my parents, who had just flown in from Korea the day before. I was traveling to spend a long weekend up there with them, visiting the city, and my sister and brother-in-law, who live up there.
I have a ton of photos and they document almost all the activities and food consumed up there, so I figured I would compile it here as a guide of sorts - for you if you'd like and for my future self as reference.
I took a train from Richmond this time, by way of Ashland train station - the sweetest station there ever was - and it ended up being a lovely way to travel. There was a moment of claustrophobia, which quickly passed, and I didn't get to read for as long as I thought I would, but I did get a very satisfying nap in.
My parents had flown in from Korea the day before into New York, and we had plans to meet at Chelsea Market - a spot that I had never been before. Goes to show, no matter how many times you go to New York, there will always be places to discover - one of the reasons why I love this city so much. My mom is a huge fan of one of the restaurants in Chelsea Market called Miznon, which has delicious Mediterranean fare, and that's where we met up.
Found them!
The food here was so good. I got a giant roasted cauliflower for my meal and I couldn't finish it - it was so filling!
We roamed around the other shops in Chelsea market, including this one for spices and tea.
This place at the end of Chelsea market called artists and fleas had local makers set up with their goods - there was so much amazing stuff in there.
It was wonderful to see them and especially fun to meet up in New York like this.
This is my adorable mama, on the subway, looking at my dad.
We met my sister at Bemelman's Bar, a bar downstairs of The Carlyle, which has illustrations of New York all over its walls, done by Ludwig Bemelman (the illustrator of the children's books, "Madeline"). I loved this place - the illustrations were beautiful, the drinks were good, and they had a live jazz pianist there.
The next day, my mom and I ventured out for a walking adventure through midtown, starting with Bubble & Sip, a bakery that a friend told me about. I didn't get what I went for (the cream puffs weren't ready yet when we got there) but we got this black sesame croissant and this amazing matcha pudding, both of which were entirely satisfying and delicious.
We did a little bit of window shopping and bunch of walking, and for lunch we made a quick stop at this place called The Kati Roll, which had Indian street fare. It was exactly the kind of thing that I want to eat when I'm in NYC.
How beautiful is my mom!
We strolled through Bryant Park to get to the library, and got to witness the morning blossoming into a beautiful day.
To no one's surprise, I absolutely loved the New York Public Library. I had never been before, and it felt like arriving at a pilgrim's destination. the architecture was stunning, I loved all the different rooms, and I wish I could have stayed there all day browsing its books.
They were having a Walt Whitman exhibit there, and we made sure to take our sweet time walking through it - I learned so much more about Whitman and ended up buying a really lovely copy of "Leaves of Grass"
The heat was pretty scorching this weekend, and we ended up walking about five miles all together. Random stops for popsicles were an absolute necessity.
We made our way down to Chelsea art galleries, and roamed in and out of 8-9 galleries, exploring the exhibits that were up. One of my favorites was this exhibit by Jonah Wood, pictured here.
After the galleries, we jumped on to the Highline, to walk through this little oasis of a pathway created in the middle of the city, higher up than the sidewalk to offer up unexpected views of the city.
I loved seeing all the plants growing along the path.
To end our afternoon, we stopped into Starbucks Reserve Roastery, which is this giant Starbucks with three coffee bars and then an alcohol bar with the most creative drinks, which we dried. This one here on the right was the Boulevardier, which was made from barrel-aged vaniall syrup, campari, sweet vermouth and bourbon poured over freshly ground coffee. It was amazing....and very expensive.
For dinner, my parents and I got dressed and we met my sister and brother-in-law in Bushwick for dinner.
We passed by House of Yes, which I have always wanted to peek inside, so we bypassed a very friendly bouncer, got handed some rainbow popcorn, and took some pictures in their eclectic courtyard.
We had Vietnamese food at Bunker in East Williamsburg, and everything was so good.
After dinner, we went up to Greenpoint to explore a bit and peeked into Transmitter Park, where they were playing a movie on a big projector alongside the river. I made mental notes to come back here during another summer.
The next day, Saturday, we designated for Brooklyn, and went first to a bookstore I've been wanting to visit called Books are Magic. It was a really lovely bookstore, with great selections, friendly staff, and books and sitting area for children.
We then meandered over to a space called Public Record, which is an event space with a coffee shop and hang out area during the day and bar and live music/dance during the night. I love seeing spaces like this and seeing how they use it! We ended up coming back here later in the night for music, so it was neat to see how it functioned both in the day and night.
They had some sort of yerba mate drink here that was incredible. Also, all sorts of magazines!
By wonderful coincidence and some sort of fate, my friend Soonie and I happened to be in NYC during the same weekend. She lives in California but was in town for a wedding, so we got to hang out for the morning in Brooklyn and it was wonderful to see her. She is one of my favorite people.
We had been in the Carroll Gardens and Gowanus area, but for lunch we went over to Prospect Heights. We perused through Unnameable Books, and then went to Zaytoons across the street for lunch.
The food here was so good...just look at the schwarma fries and platter full of salads. And then right across the street, there was Ample Hill Creamey, which had the tartest lemon ice cream
While walking back, we found this small garden wedged in between the buildings. It was Prospect Heights Community Farm, which was lush, with things growing every which way, and we slowly made our way around, feeling like we had discovered a secret garden.
There was a lovely woman there, working the garden, sweat streaming down her face, a bucket full of weeds in her bucket. She let me take a lace flower home, advising me to plant it in a pot so that it would grow root, and it made my day.
I spent Saturday night at Sharon and Paul's place (my parents were at their hotel) and it was so serene waking up here.
This was dinner on Sharon and Paul's terrace - really delicious sushi they ordered in - with Rusty begging for fish, as he does, and a stunning backdrop behind them.
Whew! I made it through. That took me several days to complete, but it's always worth it for the joy of being able to relive my experiences this way. New York, as always, I'll be back!
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