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I use this space for discovering and honing my passion for writing and sharing the best moments of my life. I'm a sister, a best friend, a roommate, a girlfriend, a writer. I'm a dreamer, a chocolate eater, a runner, a giver, a shopper. A reader and a hopeless romantic. I write when I can, I sleep when I can and love purple. Come share in my special moments and new adventures as life and love unfold for this twenty-something optimist.

Tuesday, April 12, 2011

Day 5 - From Chinatown to Sevilla

Thursday was a rainy day and we were tired. We decided, as it hadn't started to rain hard yet, to see Chinatown and Little Italy. We grabbed breakfast at 'J Bakery' called just 'J' because there is no way I could ever attempt to pronounce or spell the Polish name. I got an amazing chocolate-filled croissant (surprised?) and Alex got a donut.  Again we took the subway into the City and using my handy map, navigated our way to Chinatown. That's when it started to rain for real. So we walked quickly, ducking into those notorious shops of faux designer sunglasses, purses, scarves and jewelry. It didn't take long until we thought we were going in circles as all the shops sold the same things over and over. Then we got onto the streets with interesting restaurants and meat stores. We stopped in a gummy store so Alex could get his fill of everything gummy: fish, snowmen, flowers, alphabets, sharks, fried eggs...

We passed a McDonald's but hardly recognized anything on the menu. When it really started to pour we found a grocery store with more coconut products than you can imagine. Coconut jam? Yeah, me neither. While inside we hear a cover of John Denver's "Country Roads". And once outside again we saw a huge billboard of The Beatles, advertising their music now available on iTunes. This town was ridiculous.

We headed north trying to find Little Italy for lunch. I think we missed it just by a few blocks but instead found some cute clothing stores that I could never afford. Then by luck we found an awesome little Brazillian cafe/bar and stopped to eat; by now it was nearly 3. The food was just what we needed: a bowl a fruit, sausage sandwiches, salad. And I had the best cup of coffee I'd had all week.

Since the rain wasn't letting up, I thought it would be a good chance to see the Public Library.  We found a subway close by. We had to run through some puddles but the library was warm and dry. We snooped around for a bit. I was in awe over the books; Alex a little less so. I probably spent more time in the gift shop too than he would have liked, but he was great and let me have my fun.

Alex had arranged to meet his cousin who lived in the city for dinner. We still had some time so we walked through some stores before taking the subway back to the West Village. Sevilla was a Spanish restaurant in a more residential part of town. We got there a bit early and as we were in our jeans and sweatshirts, the manager kept an eye on us while we waited to for John.

He arrived and as he knew far more about Spanish food than we did, we let him take care of ordering. We got two dishes but I couldn't give you the names. Each had rice and a variety of seafood including lobster, muscles, clams, scallops and shrimp, in different sauces.  I haven't had a lot of experience with seafood, but I was willing to try.  I'm glad I did, though I probably won't go out of my way to eat it anytime soon. Alex so kindly offered me some of his "lobster face" but I had had my fill. I wish we had been old enough to try the Sangria too....

After a filling and adventurous meal we headed back out into the rain to Brooklyn. On the way home Alex decided he NEEDED ice cream. Of course, when it's pouring down rain, after 9pm and we have about a mile to walk after the subway before the apartment he just HAS to stop for some ice cream. So we found a small convenience store and bought a pint of raspberry sorbet and were back out in the cold rain. I was wearing the wrong shoes for this. We were just about running and jumping over puddles by this point. I wasn't so good at the jumping as the puddles were much wider than my leg span and I landed in a few, getting an uncomfortable amount of water in the shoes.

Not soon enough, we were back at the apartment and were able to change completely out of our wet clothes and enjoy our sorbet.  The rest of the night, our last night in NYC, we took it easy. Bob made us a night cap called a Gin Fizz. At first he promised to keep the ingredients a secret, but after we tried it, he gave in. I don't remember it all but there were egg whites, cream, soda water, lemon juice and of course gin....

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