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New York, New York... Land of Kosher Food! - Karen's Musings
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New York, New York... Land of Kosher Food!
I have a love hate relationship with New York. I hate car horns. I hate finding parking. I love the options in restaurants. I love that we drove past "The Succah Depot" on our way to one of the restaurants. I hate the idea of dragging groceries all the way back to an apartment. I love the idea of having my groceries delivered. I hate the cost of NY real estate. I love the communal feel of living there. I hate the politics between frum communities. I love that the frum community is so large. I hate the dirt, love the skyline. And so on.

But despite my love-hate relationship with New York, I rarely turn down the opportunity to take a road trip to NY. It's perfect. I get to enjoy some of the convenience of NY (read: restaurants) without actually having to live there. So when beaniekins called me Saturday night to find out if I wanted to take a road trip Sunday so that our friend could attend a banquet, I said "what the heck?" Besides, all I'd been planning to do was clean anyway, right? :)

So off to New York we went. I wasn't driving on the way up, but I was navigating. This is a very bad thing for me to do. I have a good sense of direction and I've been to NY a bazillion times, so I'm decent with New York, but if I'm not driving, I do NOT pay attention to road signs. Whoops. So instead of being on the Belt Parkway after the Verazzano Bridge, we were on the Brooklyn Queens Expressway. Not exactly what I'd intended. We got off the expressway, only to find that we couldn't get back on it the correct direction. Sigh. So there was a little fanagling and driving in circles, but we eventually got to where I could resume navigating. I was never lost, but I was extremely frustrated, and it's hard for me to be the decision maker for another driver. If I'd been driving, I wouldn't have had any issue making decisions (nor would I have minded if I'd made the wrong ones), but when I'm navigating and NOT driving, I feel a responsibility that I can't possibly deal with. It's a weird quirk of mine. Anyway, I rock and I got us to our destination. Right on time. With only slight detours. But the three of us were laughing so hard it hurt, so really no harm was done.

So we dropped our friend off at the Marriott near the Brooklyn Bridge (across the street from where mamadeb had jury duty last week). Because this trip happened so spur of the moment, and because I didn't know until just as we were leaving where the banquet was, we didn't do any prior planning regarding what Bea and I would do while the banquet was going on. All we knew was that we had 5-6 hours to kill and we wanted FOOD. Easier said than done. There's no place to eat at that hour in that area of Brooklyn. This is fine, because we knew if we made it to Flatbush we'd be able to find food. Ah, but how to find Flatbush? Heh. I called Seth who was still at work and asked him to hop online and see if mamadeb was online. As it happened, she was, so he IMd her asking if she could help. She confirmed our suspicions that there was nothing we could eat in that area of Brooklyn and told Seth to have us call her. Seth read off her phone number to me, I repeated it to Bea, and Bea wrote it down on the back of one of our maps in lipstick (I had a pen, but couldn't find it at the right moment, lipstick worked).

So I called mamadeb and she said we should come to Flatbush and there were a plethora of restaurants. Did we want American? Israeli? Chinese? Sushi? Milchigs? Fleishigs? Anything we wanted. Golly. That's just too many gosh darned choices. So that wasn't happening. Chinese it was. Chinese was safe. I had remembered her writing about a nice chinese place in her journal. I figured it was a no-fail plan. Silly me seemed to forget that of course we have marvelous kosher Chinese Food in Baltimore, so we really should have tried for something we can't get here, but that was fine. mamadeb gave us absolutely superb directions and we found the Chinese place (complete with municipal parking lot! Yay for no parallel parking!) without a hitch. We had a lovely meal and then called mamadeb to see what she was up to. She and Jonathan were just sitting down to dinner, so Bea and I walked around and over to a bookstore for a few minutes, and eventually walked over to their house. We chatted with Debra and Jonathan for an hour or so (maybe less?) and then decided we'd better head back to the car and start making our way back to the Marriott since our friend expected that the banquet would probably end around 10pm. We arrived at the Marriott at exactly 10pm because we rock. But, of course, the banquet didn't let out until after 11pm (our friend came out around 11, but she told me later that it was actually still going on when she left. I told her she should have stayed, but she felt badly that we were waiting...she shouldn't have...we were having a fine time).

And then we drove home. We made amazing time both up and back. 3 1/2 hours to Baltimore. Not too shabby. Of course, then I still had to drive to College Park to drop our friend off and then to Silver Spring to go home. I crawled into bed around 4am. It made me feel young again. :)

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mamadeb From: mamadeb Date: February 16th, 2004 10:27 am (UTC) (Link)
jonbaker and I really, really loved meeting you last night. It was a lot of fun.

Now we just have to come up with an excuse to visit Baltimore. :)
estherchaya From: estherchaya Date: February 16th, 2004 10:55 am (UTC) (Link)


well, in 7 or 8 years, young master Feld will be having a bar mitzvah....

Perhaps you can find an excuse before that! ;)
cellio From: cellio Date: February 16th, 2004 10:40 am (UTC) (Link)
Ah, fun almost-spur-of-the-moment road trips. Haven't done that in ages... glad you had fun!
estherchaya From: estherchaya Date: February 16th, 2004 10:56 am (UTC) (Link)


yeah, it was cool. Bea and I have vowed to do this more often. Heh. And not necessarily just to NY. We'll see...
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estherchaya From: estherchaya Date: February 16th, 2004 06:15 pm (UTC) (Link)


I really don't see anything freakish about that post.
leahmiriam From: leahmiriam Date: February 16th, 2004 03:32 pm (UTC) (Link)

NY NY My Kinda Town

Joel and I have this routine that revolves around our wedding anniversary. We go up to New York, get discount tickets to a Broadway matinee, take a bus or a cab to the upper west side, chow down on some awesome kosher Japanese, we start with sushi and finish with a nice grill, take a cab back to broadway, watch the show, head back home. Sometimes we skip the show and just go shopping. We like to go to Century 21 at Wall Street. It helps that my husband grew up in New York and worked on Wall Street for years. He commuted there from NJ. We seriously considered living up there vs Maryland when we first got married. Because I own a business and he can be a programmer just about anywhere, he came here. Besides, he was looking to get out of NJ in the worst way. Sometimes we too fantasize about living up there. It one day may be a reality as my dad owns a really posh apartment off of Cental Park that is deeded to me, G-d forbid, when he passes away. Who knows if I will even be interested in living there then?!
So I have a similar lust for the city and some of the same dislikes you have. At least now I know who to call for a last minute jaunt northward!
estherchaya From: estherchaya Date: February 16th, 2004 06:14 pm (UTC) (Link)

Re: NY NY My Kinda Town

I rarely turn down the opportunity to head to NY. Particularly Manhattan. Honestly, I can take or leave Brooklyn, though it does have certain advantages. But I love Manhattan (in the same love-hate way that I love all of NYC). So yeah, you want a last minute companion? I'm there!

By the way, sounds like a faboo anniversary tradition you've got!
leahmiriam From: leahmiriam Date: February 16th, 2004 06:21 pm (UTC) (Link)

Re: NY NY My Kinda Town

Now this is funny. Our anniversary is June 7th. Every year when we are up in NY it is the same week as Puerto Rican Pride Day. Flamboyant Floats and parades, etc. So I said to Joel, "Why is it always Puerto Rican Pride Day when we come up to celebrate our anniversary?" He was like, DOH, because they have their day the same weekend every year? I felt so stupid.
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