NYC East Village Food Binge – Food Porn (Not So) Quicky

Anyone that vacations with me knows that I try to pack as many food highlights as possible… New York City was definitely no exception.

After watching Fuerzabruta at the Daryl Roth Theatre near Union Square, we begun Melani’s downward food spiral. She was eating healthy, proportionate meals at regular times of the day until I came to stay with her in NYC. Muwahahaha.

Round One / approximately 8.15pm…
Saw Baohaus on the way to meet Anne for dinner.

Ordered quickly, called Anne to tell her we were running late, and waited for our food.

Haus Bao – YUM. Just as good as Taiwan makes ’em, but a bit more pricey. Worth it.

Round Two / approximately 8.30pm (we got lost a bit)…
Met Anne at Otafuku for “dinner.”

We missed the last order on the already made batch so there was a 30 minute wait for our food. That was okay… we wanted it anyway.

Round Two(point)Five / approximately 8.35pm…
Bar next to Otafuku that didn’t need remembering.

Yeah, it was that bad. I didn’t even take a photo. The service was horrible – we waited about 30 minutes just to get our drinks after ordering. I was really close to not ordering one after waiting so long for someone to just take our order. No apologies, no care, nothing from the staff. Cat and I bucked out of there pretty quick after downing our drinks.

Round Two / approximately 9.15pm…
Otafuku continued.

Okonomiyaki.

Takoyaki.

Both very good – not as good as Japan makes them though.

Since Melani and Anne are both vegetarian, they went off to a veggie place and got some other treats. Whilst downing our yakimono, Cat and I also snacked on a jicama salad and cookies from the gals.

Round Three / approximately 10.00pm…
Desserts at Cha-An. Because, after dinner comes dessert.

Black sesame creme brulee. Creamy, delicious, flavorful. Ugh, so good.

Red bean butter toast. Excellent as well. Not too sweet – just right and bread so good. I miss fat Texas toast from Japan. Weird that they have “Texas” toast since they are known for cutesy miniature things, aside from Godzilla (Godzirra?) I guess.

Homemade mochi – soybean, green tea and black sesame. Very good, but rich.

Round Four / approximately 11.00pm…
Melani was craving some Artichoke Pizza despite our huge meal with dessert.

We had walked past it twice already before meeting Anne (remember how we got a bit lost). Long lines each time…

It turns out… we had no problem helping her out.

Not your hey-that’s-healthy kind of food, at all. It’s almost as if they slathered a rich, creamy spinach artichoke alfredo sauce onto the pizza then covered it with cheese. It was good, but I wish there were, like, full-on artichokes! Perfect hangover, after-the-bar food.

Almost a Round / approximately 11.15pm…
Melani tried to get a zeppole (fried dough) from Led Zeppole next door but there was too long of a wait (as in… to have it made, not as in… a queue of people).

No, it is a lie. There are no deep fried twinkies there.

Intermission / approximately 11.30pm…
Walking around town to our next destination, Anne and Melani pointed out a couple of highlights for us.

Melani tried to get a cookie. It is the oldest Italian pastry shoppe in America; we had to stop at Venieros.

But the line wasn’t working for her… so we left. We were also too full.

Then we window-shopped Buffalo Exchange. By we, I really mean Anne and Melani.

Round Five / approximately 11.45pm…
I wanted to see Coyotes twirl liquor bottles at Coyote Ugly.

Anne was getting ready to leave. As she started the, “I should go” conversation, she asked me where else I wanted to go while I was in New York. Well, Coyote Ugly! But really, only to see them twirl liquor bottles in person as done in the movie. It was totally near us; Anne led the way.

Anne bought us some good ol’ PBRs.

It was interesting. The venue…

Cat and I took shots, mainly because of (for lack of better word) peer pressure. There was someone that ordered a shot or so and then the bartenders made it a thing. I caved. And made Cat join me.

Then continued to (try and) finish our beers. But as soon as we couldn’t put anything else in our stomachs, we jetted out of there. There was no twirling! And the girls kept berating us for not having a drink in our hand. We got scared, annoyed, chastised? So we left.

That was the end of our night… We parted ways with Anne and the remaining three of us walked the way back to Melani’s place.

I gained ten pounds. I’m sure of it. Good. Times.

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