A little over a year ago, I had the opportunity to visit the The National September 11 Memorial & Museum. The memorial occupies eight acres at One World Trade Center. Every name of every person who died on that day is inscribed on the bronze that surrounds the twin memorial pools. It’s a somber place. I recall it being very quiet. Many visitors, if not all, were in quiet reflection.
Nathan’s Famous in the Coney Island neighborhood of the Brooklyn borough of New York City has been serving their signature hot dogs since 1916. I’ve been to New York on numerous occasions, but this would be the first time that I would be making the trip to this famous landmark on the corner of Surf and Stillwell Avenues.
Chelsea Market is to New York City as Reading Market is to Philadelphia. If you enjoy food, then it’s the place to go. The market is located in the Meatpacking District (MePa) just across the street from Google’s New York offices. On the floors above the market you will find EMI Music Publishing, MLB.com, the Oxygen Network, and, most fittingly, The Food Network. And just above Chelsea Market, on the 10th Avenue side, is New York’s elevated park, the High Line.
I’ve been to Eat The Street here in Hawaii numerous times, and so when Michelle mentioned to me that we would be going to Smorgasburg, I thought I knew what to expect. I was wrong. Smorgasburg is bigger and grandeur, and for the die-hard foodie, it can be damn near disorienting. Mario Batali has called it “the single greatest thing I’ve ever seen gastronomically in New York City,” while the New York Times has described it as “the Woodstock of eating.” They are both right.
After dropping Michelle off at Mille-Feuille Bakery, where she learned how to make macarons with French pastry chef Olivier Dessyn, I decided to take a short walk to Washington Square Park to do some people watching. I quickly found a bench, relaxed, and enjoyed my latte from Third Rail Coffee. In a city as populous as New York City, I serendipitously stumbled on my good Internet friend, Carlos Morales of Oven Fresh Dreams, at Third Rail. Crazy, right? My morning was off to a great start.
I tend to plan trips around places to eat. I try to eat good when I travel by becoming immersed in the food culture of whatever city I’m in. Through the years, I’ve learned that it’s best to forego fast and easy as an excuse to eat when wandering through an unfamiliar city. Knowing how something tastes and what to expect from each bite should not be a pre-requisite for any meal that you eat when traveling. Instead, eat good by finding what the locals eat and then seeking it out. Eat good by trying something new and exciting, and maybe a little scary. Eat good by devouring something that your taste buds have never tasted. Eat good by finding adventure in the food that you eat.
I’ve been doing some heavy traveling over the past year, and of course, like any good blogger, I’ve been documenting my travels through photos and words. I’ve wrestled with the idea of sharing these travels here on Exploration: Hawaii. The main struggle, well, being that the name of this site is Exploration: Hawaii.