New York City! - Part 2/2

Day two in New York started with a lazy Saturday morning which I don't think we've had in at least a year. Indiana is an early-to-bed, early-to-wake kid. No complaints, but it was nice to lazy about a little. We were up in time to brave the Subway for our 10 am visit to Ground Zero, and we only got on the wrong train once. Not bad for a couple yahoos from Texas.

9/11 memorial is still very much under construction, so we could see World Trade Center One and pay tribute at the memorial pools. We'll have to make a return trip to see it.

We walked up to Tribeca on a short pilgrimage to find some authentic bagels. I had the traditional: toasted everything bagel, cream cheese, lox, capers, red onion, tomato. Yum.

The plan was to explore lower Manhattan, take the ferry to see the Statue of Liberty, walk the Brooklyn bridge. But as Casey was still getting over being sick, we decided for plan B, to take the subway and see the Chelsea food market. Chelsea and Tribeca really struck as very livable neighborhoods, but it's a good thing I don't live near that food market. So many bakeries and specialty food shops...would be too much temptation!

After that, Casey took it easy at the hotel and I walked way down 5th into Koreatown, past the Empire State Building, doing a little window shopping.

Unfortunately, neither Koreatown nor Madison Ave have any cute jewelry shops in my price range, but the Holiday shops in Bryant Park do. It was full of unique little booths with at least 20 jewelry shops, and various treats...like crepes, belgian waffles, French macaroons, a giant syringe full of chocolate ganache (no kidding!), kettle korn, pickles and grits. It was like the State Fair, just colder.  Instead of Scientologists, I was stopped by two girls who wanted to tell me about the Holy Mother, the feminine personna of God. I tried to be nice and chatted with them for a while, but it was pretty wacky.

And it was time for pizza.

 And what a pizza. Yes, Casey had calamari on his side....but mine had delicious eggplant parmasan, and under both of them was the best crust I've ever had. Crunchy and chewy and not soggy in the least. It was great.

But better yet, was coming home the next day to this sweet little boy. So happy to see my banana Indiana.