So it's a rainy Sunday morning and let's face it, i'm feeling a little under the weather after a big night out. What better time to make a nice hot cup of chai and perch on my window seat with my laptop admiring the soggy view. People in cyber space - I have news. I have been on a great adventure in which I probably ate my body weight in food, saw some great stuff, met some lovely people and learnt what it is to be an American. You heard it, I have been to the great land of America.
Having been to the US of A once before when I was about 8 my memories were a little fuzzy and I was under the impression that it was just a bigger, fatter version of Australia. I was pretty damn wrong. I love the US. The people there are lovely, they all LOVE their country which I think is fabulous and the food is nothing short of amazing. So on this wild adventure I went to New York, Boston and Portsmouth and then popped over to Canada to ski at Whistler for Christmas. Did I mention it was a family adventure? We caused quite the spectacle. Six people all squabbling over which direction to go, stopping traffic and giggling hysterically when times got a little tough.
What I am really wanting to write about is the food. Especially in New York. The thing that amazed me about New York was the diversity of the people there. Whilst sitting on the subway keenly searching for the mole people you would hear people speaking English, French, Italian, Hindi and a number of languages I thought sounded slightly reminiscent of a pig snorting but they might have been taking me for a ride (I do hear there are crazy people in New York). This diversity also corresponds to the food. We went to some amazing places - Eatily (an enormous Italian market serving the most delicious pasta I think I have ever had, all made fresh on site), Balthazar, the Spice Market and the restaurant (I cannot for the life of my remember it's name) in Grand Central Station are just a few of the places we whetted our culinary appetites. I won't go into the details of each place because frankly, I would be here all day but take my word for it - yum! I should have written about it at the time but I just couldn't be bothered so now the opportunity has gone poof like the vanilla cupcakes at Magnolia Bakery.
I will leave you at this, pictures will come later (all taken by my lovely sister, Eliza).
Toodooloo old chap.
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