Quit looking up — you
look like a tourist! Apparently, being a tourist is not
the optimal thing.
at Aquagrill in the blink of an eye.
Spring and 6th
oh, the oysters. Veronica was in heaven. She actually wept. We
sat at the end of the bar near the oyster specialist to take in
the full mollusk experience. We were handed a list of oyster choices
— assuming there would be two or three –and were bowled over
at the medieval scroll we were given. There had to be thirty choices!
picking up on Veronicas bovine look, sweetly suggested that
he choose for her. And choose he did. He shucked those fat bad
boys like the pro he was and whomped down a platter of the most
beautiful invertebrates wed ever tasted. We might be ruined
way through SoHo, past the fashionable shops and even more fashionable
people, it felt like we had stumbled into a Woody Allen movie
— or perhaps The Devil Wears Prada. Everyone was
beautiful, dressed to the nines and sporting some serious footwear!
Really? Those girls can walk that fast in those skyscraper heels?
Impressive. Lacking the will to keep up, we sauntered on to our
Prince and Mercer
Lure and experience what it was like to spend some time with the
Onassis clan aboard one of their ridiculously fabulous yachts.
Wait — really — its a yacht in the middle of SoHo. We
sat and watched the stylish New Yorkers blaze by through the portholes–its
a boat in the middle of Manhattan, its called Lure, its
obviously a seafood restaurant. If the quality of their sushi
is any indication, were guessing that the entrée
menu is to die for.
Pea and White Asparagus Soup
Somehow this soup was frothy AND hot. Had hunks of shrimp (oh
the texture). We tasted mint. Loved it.
We had the salmon sushi and the House Roll. This roll consisted
of shrimp tempura and cucumber with an outer rim of spicy tuna
and dollops of yummy sauce. Add the black sesame seeds in the
rice and youve got the makings of one fine roll. Decibel deemed
it freakin awesome and Decibel knows her sushi.
huge wine list reads like a juicy romance novel. It had to be
removed from Veronicas sweaty hands by management. We have
all kinds of inappropriate adjectives we could use here, but lets
leave it at sexy, shall we?
to do a bit of a digestive stroll. It led us out of SoHo proper,
but still within appy crawling distance. We were fortunate enough
to experience a true NYC moment. This sign was found outside a
posh shop — not exactly something one would see in say, Sheboygan.
The best part?
This guy sat down at his computer, chose a font, laid it out nicely
and nestled it into a protective sleeve to save it from the elements.
BRA-VO pissed off New York City bike dude!
next suggestion was tapas, ba-by! A restaurant sanctioned appy
crawl if there ever was one–tapas are small portions–so order
Bleeker and Thompson
Mushrooms stuffed with bland bread crumbs or what tasted like
bland bread crumbs anyway. Skip this one.
en Salsa Verde
Also not good. Scallops–only fair–and the sauce was bland. Really
didnt stand up well to the evenings previous shellfish
Saved the day–vanilla ice cream with a caramel ribbon topped
with caramelized walnuts. Caramel. Goooood.
David & Veronica,