A walk on the West Side

Magnet #814 - Gourmet New York

There are all sorts of reasons why I love living in this town. Sure, it can suck the life out of you in an instant, but you know what? It can give back, just as easily. And more.

Today was one of those days. Usually, I'm pretty content to stay abed on a Sunday, watching a million hours of television. But I was hungry.

I knew the Ninth Avenue International Food Festival was happening today, plus, I had heard that the poor Empire Diner was having its last 24 hours party, and I so was craving a strawberry milkshake. So I got my lazy bum up, and left the apartment, and trucked down to 57th street.

During the summer, New York City has at least one street fair on Saturday and one on Sunday. Different neighborhoods, different nationalities, different occasions. But always on a weekend. It's one of those things where you know you can find cheap whatevers there, and you know you can find the finest street food to gorge yourself on. I mean, really, who doesn't want a funnel cake/zeppole/sausage/mozzareppa/cheesesteak/roastedcornonthecob/lemonade/smoothie/watermeloncup? And that's just the stuff you can walk around with, never mind all the Styrofoam-plated meals you can take home with you. That's every summer weekend in New York.

The Ninth Ave festival's just a little different - it's where every gourmand of every nationality comes out to play. You seriously can't stop eating at this thing. Whether it's Polish pierogies with kielbasa, potato and cheese. Or, Brazilian empanadas. Or desserts from the Greek bakery. So. Good.

So, after I walked down the length of the food festival - from 57th down to 42nd, I then headed down Tenth Ave to get to Empire Diner for my strawberry shake. Only to find out, their last 24-hours party was a private affair! Zoinks! That's how I ended up walking the rest of the way down the West Side of town, in search for my perfect strawberry shake.

What I got was a great adventure of fun, modern architectural gems along the way. There are so many cool buildings popping up here in town, so far, my favorites are two residential ones - one beside Gehry's IAC building, built by Pritzker Prize-winner Jean Nouvel, and this one, by I have no idea. I just love how it hugs and accentuates the Lukoil gas station. I love it. It makes me think of that famous pop art painting, that I'm blanking on, and am going to drive myself crazy looking for, for the rest of night now The Standard, by Ed Ruscha.

I'm always torn between steel and glass versus the bricks and mortar of classic NY, but so far, I'm loving this insurgence of new builds along the west side. It's hip, it's cool, it's almost undiscovered (until I walked into Chelsea Market, ugh). Still. It's New York, and I love her so.

And, I managed to find my strawberry shake over at POP Burger. So. Darn. Good.

I can't remember anymore where I got this now-defunct but sorely missed Gourmet magazine magnet. But I couldn't think of a better magazine for such a great day in New York. Even if this shot's taken from Brooklyn. And it's of the East Side downtown. And it's night.

C'mon. Work with me. Heh.

Pass the pepper - GAR Day #7

Magnet #90 - Red Hot Chile Peppers

So, tonight would have been a gourmet dinner in Las Cruces, New Mexico. According to various sources, including Neil Patrick Harris (a native New Mexican), there's nothing like New Mexican cuisine. Figured this magnet was weirdly fitting, though you epicurious folks don't get on me if this picture isn't really NM peppers.

I had plans for today's blog, people! One plan was to have already received my Doctor Who magnets - so that I could use either a much-hated (by me) Dalek or a silly Cyberman as my aliens...in honor of our Roswell stop. Yep, we're on Day 16 of the great Doctor Who magnetwatch. Instead of taking the QE2 from the UK, I think Forbidden Planet UK may have ordered the magnets to be shipped directly from China, and clicked the slow boat option.

The other plan was to blog about Roswell, the show. Another of my WB favorites. Yes, I'm ignoring the UPN broadcast of the show. Didn't we all? A couple of years ago, I had a mini-obsession with Roswell and Michael and Maria, and little Katie Heigl, playing Isabel (whom I loved)...and even little Emilie de Ravin, playing Tess (whom I hated).

Yes, I'm ignoring Liz and Max. Didn't we all? Well, all except for the part where Liz met Max and then was promptly shot in the tummy with love. (/tm TWoP recap, though I can't find the original reference!)

And, the third plan was to blog about White Sands National Monument. Dudes - there are 275 square miles of desert, and it has the largest gypsum dune field. They have a missile range, which sometimes renders the park closed to the public! How cool! And yet everything I know about White Sands is because of the movie Spacecamp, where the kids remembered they could land the shuttle at White Sands, because Columbia had to land there in 82! Shut it. I promise, it was a great movie!

Of course, the real plan all along was to actually be blogging from New Mexico. (It's really ok...I don't like spicy foods, so I probably would have passed on the peppers anyway.) So here I sit with my weirdly appropriate Gourmet magnet, trying to remember how I ended up with Gourmet magnets to begin with. But in the absence of a real magnet from NM, this one will do in a pinch.

GAR Track of the Day: Red Hot Chili Peppers - Road Trippin'