New York has food. I have a biological need to fuel myself by regularly ingesting an assortment of nutrients. It was a perfect arrangement.
So, there are these egg creams. Egg creams are supposed to be some kind of big deal in New York. It seems they possess neither egg nor cream. Instead, they are composed of seltzer water and some type of chocolate syrup. I had my first egg cream during my late night stop at the 24-hour Court Square Diner. It was good and it was different from any fountain beverage I’ve had, but I’m not yet convinced that it lives up to the hype.
Let’s talk about French fries. I love French fries. I love them so much. When May told me about Pommes Frites, I thought it was too good to be true.
I was wrong.
These French fries are relentlessly delicious, inexpensive, and bountiful. A regular-sized conic serving of french fries is more than enough to fill even the most abundant tummy space. I went there at around 2:00 with an empty belly, having missed breakfast and lunch. I could not finish my fries, and had to coax poor Asha into munching on my leftovers.
Truth be told, I don’t think she minded very much.
I can’t comment on every one of the 25 sauces offered at Pommes Frites, but I can promise you that the pomegranate teriyaki mayo and the rosemary garlic mayo will blow you away. And for dessert, how about cupcakes?
Sugar Sweet Sunshine is a great little Manhattan cupcake bakery. A cupcakery, if you will. Tasty, affordable, adorable, and comfortable: all properties I require in a dessert shop, all of which Sugar Sweet Sunshine delivers. At just $1.50 a pop, I figured I would be coming back for seconds, thirds, fourths, etc. after I gobbled down my Ooey Gooey.
Alas, it was not to be. These cupcakes aren’t wimps. The cupcakes are soft, spongy, and perfectly baked, but the exquisite and mindbogglingly rich sweet buttercream frosting will eff you up. After consuming my Ooey Gooey, I was seized by what can only be described as an intense flavorgasm followed by a happy sugar-coma. I cannot recommend ingesting more than two cupcakes in one sitting. Maybe three if you’re feeling bold and have nothing better to do with your day than sink into your chair and wait for your body to digest enough delicious sugar and fat to kill a moose. Even still, I can’t say you’d regret it.