This is the conversation that occurs during 99 percent of our trips –
“We could totally live here.”
“No, really, I could definitely see us living here.”
“Oh, look, that apartment is for rent…”
“Okay, so let’s just not get on our flight.”
Our recent trip to New York City was no exception. It was one of my favorite trips I’ve taken this year, and maybe ever, and I would probably move there in a heartbeat. I had never been (!), so my 26th birthday (#old) sounded like the perfect excuse to get a few girlfriends together and visit the city.
I told myself when I was a freshman in college that the year I graduated, I would move to NYC for at least a year and do fabulous, 20-something things. Well, things like grad school happened, and then Germany, and I didn’t get to be a broke, 22-year-old (wait, yes I did), living in a closet, surviving off dollar pizza and bagels. And, a part of me has always been sad I never moved to NYC straight outta
Needless to say, I was more than ready to finally visit the city, and explore (eat) my way through Manhattan and Brooklyn. We went in mid-September (actually, during NYFW), so the weather was beginning to cool off, which meant a lot of time spent outside and on rooftops – oh, and one day spent sitting front row at the Tonight Show starring Jimmy Fallon (life = complete).
A lot of our favorite food Instagrammers are based in NYC, so we had the food pretty much completely mapped out – Bar Primi, Eataly, Emily, Milk Bar, Shake Shack, Smorgasburg, more pizza, and bagels. Our trip primarily consisted of us eating carbs in some form of Italian food. Like I said, one of my favorite trips ever.
The highlights were Bar Primi and Emily. We made reservations for Bar Primi and dined on some of the best pasta I’ve had in a while (Dallas is lacking in this, I’m afraid). On Saturday night, we ventured to Brooklyn to eat at Emily. We had to wait 2.5 hours to be seated, but I would gladly wait 10 hours if it meant eating that pizza. Some of the BEST pizza I have ever had, specifically their cheeseburger pizza, which is inspired by the ingredients from their award-winning Emmy burger (which sells out nightly). Normally, I don’t want any weird, American-y things on my pizza (BBQ, cheeseburger, buffalo sauce, etc.), but this cheeseburger pizza… we literally inhaled it (hence why there are no pictures of it), and I think all of us have dreamt about it since eating it.
Our day spent at Smorgasburg was also one of my favorite parts of the trip. We were told to skip the famous ramen-burger, and go for the hand-pulled mozzarella sticks, which we gladly did. And then, of course, there was the Birthday Cake from Momofuku’s Milk Bar. We picked one up for my birthday, and it lived up to its reputation (both in taste and as a very Instagram-able cake).
New York City was everything I thought it’d be, even though I feel like we barely scratched the surface of what the city has to offer. It’s safe to say my obsession with the Big Apple is not going anywhere.