Our entire trip to New York, New York lasted 58 hours from the time we arrived at San Antonio Airport to the time we got back. It was an incredible and very tiring 58 hours. I am still thankful that I didn’t have my baby in NY. I am very pleased with what we were able to do and see considering I was very close to being 9 months pregnant.
I have so many pictures that I am dividing my New York City post into three: Friday, Saturday, and Sunday.
FRIDAY
We landed at Newark Airport around 9:00 p.m. and grabbed a taxi to our hotel, W Hotel, on Lexington Ave in Midtown East. The hotel has a club with a DJ, music videos, and a bar right when you walk in. Welcome to NY on a Friday night! We threw our bags into our small, contemporary room and headed straight to the subway station. Thanks to the app HopStop I knew exactly how to get to the restaurants I had planned to eat at in the NoLita neighborhood.
It felt like I was walking on a New York City set. It was surreal. Also, NY had a ton of different smells, trash on the curb, restaurants, strong perfume, disgusting exhaust from the carts of street vendors.
Our first stop: Lombardi’s for real NY style pizza.
Every pizza you order there is a margarita style pizza and then you can choose to add toppings. We added a meatball topping. The fresh mozzarella and basil is amazing.
The room we were sat in was tiny and HOT! The party at the table next to us was speaking in French.
One of the reasons why I chose Lombardi’s is because it was on the same block as Rice to Riches.
Rice to Riches: A rice pudding bar
Sample flavors include: Chocolate Hazelnut Bear Hug, Almond Shmalmond, Chocolate Chip Flirt, The Edge of Rum Raisin, Panna Cotta. Then you can add toppings.
Sampling Time!
Loving some Almond Shmalmond
The sign reads: “Mmm…Still has that new pudding smell.” Daniel LOVED his Almond Shmalmond and Understanding Vanilla.
We ate some pudding that night and put the rest on ice until the morning. Rice pudding makes an excellent breakfast.
On our way back to the subway station we stopped at a crepe place, because they had a real crepe hot plate. I can’t ever say no to a Nutella crepe. We hoped it was more like the one we had in Italy, but the crepe was too thin. Now we know the best crepes really are in Paris and Italy.
It was almost 1:00 a.m. by the time we got back to the hotel and NYC was still hopping. However, we chose to sleep and get some rest for a long and exciting Saturday. Saturday’s post is coming up next!
