Showing posts with label Max Brenner's NYC. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Max Brenner's NYC. Show all posts

Sunday, December 13, 2009

Brett Visit: Day 8

After all of the long nights, we do not wake up for Black Friday. I could only imagine what the stores were like. On our tour bus we saw people sitting outside of Best Buy at nine o’clock. The store didn’t open until five! So we head out at around 9:00 am. We did a little shopping and then headed to Macy’s. I finally found a grey coat that I have been looking for the whole trip. And Ashley finally bought some boots. I could hardly believe my eyes. She was in the checkout line and not because of me! We bought everything we wanted and took the wooden escalators to the main floor to head out. This guy steps in front of us and says, “Would you like to complete a survey about your shopping here today?” I'm like no way this is not happening; I just want to get some cool air. I was dying of heat because I had a coat and a hoodie on. And Ashley says, “How long will it take?” he says,” Well it’s a live interview with CNN.” She looks at me and with out hesitating I say “Do it!” You have to.

She gets ready to do the interview, so I call mom and everyone to let them know. I set our bags down and attempt to tape it with my phone and take pictures at the same time. Then some moron decides that he is more important and just stands in front of me and tapes it. I was like really? So I said, “Get out of my way!” He didn’t hear me so I said some things that aren’t worth repeating and he nicely moved out of the way. It was so cool to see her on camera. She did really good. She didn’t stutter or pause and have to think at all. Very impressive. I was happy for her. I couldn’t believe that out of the 500,000 people in this store, she was chosen.

Ashley has to work, so I go out again on my own. My goals were to go to the Air, Space and Sea Museum since I missed out the other day. And I was going to go to the library to look at how big it was. So I head to the museum. It is massive. The museum consists of the U.S.S. Intrepid, the Concord, and a submarine. It was so cool. They had all kinds of artifacts and old equipment and uniforms. They had the control rooms, the sonar rooms, and the stairs were the actual stairs of the ship. It was so cool. And on the main deck they had around 40 jets and helicopters. It was so cool to see them up close. There was so much information to soak in and it was all so interesting.

I spent a little longer than I planned there, so I had to decide to either go to the library or to Little Italy to the cheese deli. I obviously chose the deli. So I head to the train and Ashley gave me her pass that had no money on it. That was so nice of her! As I waited on the train this very attractive girl comes and asks if I live by her because she is lost. So I tell her, “Yeah I just moved here, what's your question?” I gave her the right directions. My parents would be impressed. So I get off at Little Italy and head to the deli. They are supposed to have the best sandwiches. I find my way there and it’s really authentic. The group in front of me ordered 12 sandwiches so I had to wait. Fine with me it was worth it. I ordered the Italian. It was Italian meats with provolone, and dried tomatoes with olive oil and vinegar. It was fabulous. The meats were all in hunks and the cheese in blocks. Every sandwich was cut to order. It was fantastic. I can’t wait to go back.

I walk around Times Square once more while I wait for Ashley. And I am walking to look at a pair of shoes I saw earlier, a pair of grey Nike Shox. I hear something like running water to my right, I look over and it’s a guy standing on the curb peeing in the middle of the street. By now I came to realize that nothing should surprise you in New York, so this didn’t even make me look twice, people just don’t think right in this city.

Then I head to Pinkberry. A frozen yogurt. It was phenomenal. I topped mine with strawberries and white chocolate. It was so good. A perfect treat while I wait for Ashley. I didn’t have it for long because it was so good to take a break from eating it. My dad would have sent me back to New York if I didn’t eat there before I left.

Ashley gets off work and we head out for our last dinner. We go to Arriba Arriba. A restaurant that is known for its abundance of homosexuals. That was a little awkward, but they played good music. We start off with margaritas, I got banana and she got raspberry. They were delicious. We ordered guacamole dip, because I have never had it. It was awesome. Ashley got some enchiladas that were muy bueno. Mine, not so much. I got enchiladas in chocolate sauce. It was actually chocolate. I wasn’t thinking actual chocolate, who does that? Anyway I didn’t eat very much of it. I held out for Max Brenner’s. It was an amazing chocolate factory. I ordered key lime pie in an Oreo cookie crust covered in white chocolate. Ashley ordered some chocolate cake with raspberry filling. Hers game on a platter with a strainer full of chocolate, ice cream and a chocolate shake in a shot glass. It was delicious. Mine was served with a mini old fashioned milk jug full of white chocolate. It was so amazing. We didn’t really talk all that much we were both overwhelmed with chocolate.

Next we head to the bar Snug. It has happy hour from 11 p.m. to 1 a.m. It was a chill bar and a lot of fun. Ashley looked like she was about to fall into a coma. And I was pretty tired myself, so after a few drinks we call it a night.

Tuesday, October 6, 2009

Day 30

October 6, 2009


I have survived my first month! I don't know how, but I did. I want to thank everyone who follows my blog and I hope you all are enjoying it! Today is a perfect blog to commemorate my first month as a New Yorker!


Everyone says McDonald’s coffee tastes the same, if not better than Starbucks. I take the challenge today and am not impressed with Mickey D’s. First of all, they don’t let you prepare your own coffee. When they ask how many sugars I want, I can’t really say how many (5) because for a small, they’re going to look at me like I’m nuts! And I don’t like cream; I like milk. They suck at preparing my morning caffeine kick!


Which brings me to my next point—who drinks decaf? Honestly, what’s the point? Coffee doesn’t taste that good to where you drink it simply for the taste. You drink it for the caffeine, people! And Mickey D’s caffeine is terrible! An hour later, I was ready to put my head on my desk and catnap. Those beautiful golden arches let me down!


While at work, I stumble across this awesome website! Check it out! It’s so damn funny! It’s just about random conversations bloggers over hear all over the city. Here are a few of my favorites!:


Girlfriend: I just don't get people.

Boyfriend: I love you.

Girlfriend, panicked: No, you don't!

Boyfriend: But I do!

Girlfriend, walking away mumbling: I just do not get people! –Central Park


Taxi driver: Why'd you double park? I'm trying to get through here!

Guy: Why don't you go suck a dick?

--Times Square


Beautiful angry woman on cell: I had told you to meet me at 116th Street because I got my hair in my bag! My weave hair! I had wanted to do my hair later, because it's too damn hot to be sitting up in that place. But I'm not going to no damn barbecue with weave hair in my bag!

--The Bronx


Woman exiting car: There's this bump between my ass and cooch. I think I should get that checked.

--W 4th St


Woman on cell: No! He wants a fight and I'm going to fuck her up! I'm going to snap that bitch in half! (pause) I will snap that bitch in half! (pause) Okay, I love you too. (hangs up) Oh, she messed with the wrong bitch!

--27th St, between 6th and 7th


CLASSIC!



So, a guy stops me in Union Square and asks how much I pay for my haircuts.
Me: $30
Guy: Perfect. I work for a promotions company and we are targeting women (he puts his hands above his head and twirls them around like he’s creating a bun with his hair) for a salon who like to hide their eyes.
Me: I don’t like to hide my eyes.
Guy says arrogantly chuckling: Well, I figured you did because you’re still wearing your sunglasses. (As he gestures putting sunglasses on)


Really? You just said that to me as the sun is shining in your face? Of course I’m wearing my sunglasses you jack! One: to protect my eyes from the rays; and two: to keep creepers like you from stopping me and wasting my time telling me about a deal from an almost-promised janky salon. Sorry if it appears I’m not paying attention…I’m not. I cannot take my focus away from your Austin Powers, yellow-encrusted looking teeth.


My friend and I stop by a stand selling marijuana paraphernalia—“Oh, is this stuff for your weed?” I say aloud. “Ashley, shhhh!!! No!” She points to a sign and reads it, “It’s for tobacco use only.” Okay, whatever. I ask, “Oh, is this an electronic cigarette? I just wrote about these for my job!” They laugh, “Umm…not exactly.” It’s for weed. The guy says laughing, “She doesn’t know. It’s alright sweetheart, you don’t know.” Yeah, apparently I needed to pay closer attention in college when everyone was doing it. Who knew you could put weed in a makeshift cigarette so when driving down the road, no one knows! Clever!


Best part of the day—Max Brenner’s. A restaurant dedicated to chocolate! Oh man! It is sinfully delicious! The ambiance is smooth and cozy, very chocolate-esque! We order the most amazing potato skins I’ve ever tasted. But the best part: dessert! Oh my God is all we can say! I’ve never been at a table of woman who were more quiet! We can’t take our eyes off our plates, or keep the forks out of our mouths!
 


My dessert: Chocolate pizza. Two slices of crispy crust, milk chocolate sauce with creamy peanut butter oozing off the top and sweet bananas scattered all over. I had an orgasm in my mouth! O’Anna’s dessert: Peanut butter crepe. A crepe filled with milk chocolate and peanut butter, accompanied by caramel covered bananas, Dolce de Lecce ice cream and more caramel sauce. Amazing! Kelsey’s dessert: Waffles. Sounds odd, but they were topped with dark chocolate and Dolce de Lecce ice creams, whipped cream, chocolate sauce, and chocolate beans. It is a party in my mouth!


Note to self: Don’t try and crack your neck while walking down the street. When you trip over yourself, let it go. Don’t try and fix it by continuing to crack your neck back and forth—you just look like you have a twitching problem. Then don’t stop in awe when you see The Donut Pub. Although you are amazed, your round ass does not need those sugarcoated circles of delight. Now you simply appear to others as a junk-food fatty with a mild case of turrets.