my love of eating was genetically inherited

guess who came to join in on the adventures?

yep.

momma brown came to town!

she just couldn't resist exploring with me.
soon as she flew in we jumped in a cab and hurried to our dinner reservations.
a girl in my office told me that i just had to go to Landmarc.
the food is done by a celebrity chef and the atmosphere was supposedly fantastic.
well, our food was weird.
mine consisted mainly of the weed looking lettuce typically found in a spring mix that you push aside.
my moms resembled that of an albino sonic the hedgehog.
burger king most likely would have been our best option.
good thing the next day we happened up a street fair
and i ate hot dogs and lemonade
and the best chicken skewer that i have ever eaten.

we also ate at the cutest cafe called Penelope.
we could have sat in there all day.
not only was the food unbelievable
(spinach and artichoke dip moved to the top of my favorites list)
but the atmosphere was so quaint and adorable.
we were in love!

and then.
after becoming extremely agitated and disgruntled
over the price of our tickets..
we saw it.


the greatest broadway play ever.
ever.
ever.
it was so good!
it was both of our first times
and we ranted and raved for hours afterward
to any strangers that would listen.
and even to the ones that wouldn't.
or didn't speak english.

as we glowed with a beaming musical theater spirit
we hit the number one tourist destination on the map.
overcrowded with asians and scam artists
we took full advantage of the ever bustling
times square.

which is home to
this little bit of heaven on earth!
ah! a store devoted entirely to
one of the top three most important things in life.
chocolate.

tourist attraction number two:
the empire state building.
not only does she have a love of food equal to mine
but it was her first time in New York as well
so she was just as excited as i was
to hop in with the crowds of fanny packs and flashing cameras
packed like sardines
into a concerningly fast elevator
up 86 floors
to see this view

(looking out over downtown, the lower east side, and brooklyn.)

after witnessing some unintentional asian moonings
(note to all future tourist attraction goers: dresses and/or skirts are not advised)
we discovered that the wind still blows 86 stories up.

for some unknown reason
whenever i am at great hieghts
and i look up
i become terrified.
refer to below.

i wish she could have explored with me longer.
we had a blast in the city
and i'm proud to say that her street cred has drastically improved.