Wow. Today I did something solely for blog fodder–a lunch trip into NYC. And we’re only a third of the way through June.
It did not disappoint.
First, our trip to Cowgirl Seahorse. This was a fave at our office when we were still on Water St. in the South St. Seaport area. They have excellent margaritas and fish tacos. (Tuesday is taco Tuesday). But today was Wednesday, so I opted for the Capt. Morgan because it mentioned Fritos in the description and came served like this:
Yes, that’s a bag of ripped open Fritos, topped with pulled pork, jalapenos, cheddar cheese and sour cream. Very tasty. I’m going to add this to my 47 Things list, as I don’t think I’ve ever eaten a meal out of a Fritos bag.
It was nice to walk through my old work neighborhood. I had not been there since Hurricane Sandy, which basically decimated this area. In fact, many of the store fronts are still empty.
This is the old Fulton Fish Market (now it’s in the Bronx). After the it moved uptown, this area was made over into vendor stalls for small independent foodie types. The building itself is old-ish (by US standards), and the ground floor was hit hard by rising water during Hurricane Sandy (click here for a pic of the same building the day after the storm).
It was good to see that the main thoroughfare (Fulton St) has become more lively with the opening of a beer garden!
I think I may need to make a trip back here once our weather consistently warms up.
My coworker and I made our way back to the PATH station (this is the subway that takes you from NYC to Jersey), passing the Freedom Tower (left photo, tallllllll building) and this other thing (I think it’s a subway station entrance) that reminded me of the Statue of Liberty’s crown, until I got closer, and then thought “nope, hedgehog.”
We also passed St. Paul’s Chapel, which is the oldest standing church (of any denomination) in NYC (completed in 1766) and is also the oldest public building of continuous use in the city as well.
Work is being done on the grounds and its cemetery. I’d like to explore this one day–many of the grave stones are so worn, they’re nearly impossible to read. What’s really interesting about St. Paul’s is that it’s just a stone’s throw from where the World Trade Center towers fell, but given the destruction all around this neighborhood, it remained completely intact and didn’t even suffer a broken window.
This jaunt, coupled with my obligatory Juneathon 5 miles, meant I had to take a nap this evening when I got home. Too much fodder for one day, I guess!
- today’s miles: 5
- total Juneathon miles: 40
- # of meals eaten out of a Frito bag: 1