Very Bad Blogging

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In my struggle effort to reach the coveted title of “semi-functioning adult,” I realized I’ve fallen into this hole of forgetting to carve out time for food adventures. Neglecting the blog and all of the wonderful things there are to eat in this world is the last thing I want to be doing, so I offer you some notes on three Manhattan spots that have taken the internet by storm. Let’s raise our desserts to making time to do what you love.


Milk & Cream Cereal BarLittle Italy

My old roommate and I actually stumbled upon Milk & Cream by accident, on a gray Saturday afternoon in May. It plays upon the success of Momofuku’s infamous and ever Instagram-worthy cereal milk ice cream, but on a major sugar high. If you go traditional, you’ll be allowed one cereal choice to blend into your ice cream and one topping, all in a cup or in a The Konery cone (As a heads up, the Birthday Cake Konery cone is pretty but is not a good choice.) If you’re fancier, go for a Signature Blend. No worries about the size of the line, the staff is totally on it!

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Personal fav: Vanilla ice cream with Cinnamon Toast Crunch blended in, topped with chocolate chips *drools*.


DOGreenwich Village

DO now has adorable storefront Greenwich Village, after churning out edible, egg-less cookie dough from a kitchen in Kips Bay for quite a few years.

It’s sugary, creative, and actually feels kind of naughty… like you should be eating all of whatever you order before whomever used to bake cookies with you comes back to scold you for sticking your fingers in the raw dough and give you a lecture on the dangers of eating uncooked eggs. However, just like back in the day, one scoop is probably all you need, even without the raw eggs; it’s very dense. Prepare yourself for a minor food comatose shortly following.


EgglooChinatown

When my friend Kendra comes to town, all we do is eat. So when she told me she wanted to find Eggloo, I knew it was going to be good.

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And it was. It’s not fancy, just fun. You have your choice of bubble waffle and your choice of ice cream. Oh, and your topping limit is uncapped. Smother your whole life in mini M & M’s and chocolate Pocky while you can.

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Throwback Thursday: Secret Sweets

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It’s not news that I’m so many levels of obsessed with the city of Boston. I’m really not sure why, as it’s pretty obvious that hardcore New York blood courses through my veins, but I can’t get enough of it. I think it’s beyond quaint, unpretentious but still gritty, inviting but full of tough love all at once. Back in March, my cousin Jamie and I went up for a girls weekend, and were lucky enough to be shown around by two native Bostonians.

They took us bar-hopping, and were determined to show us the itty bitty city’s little gems, like standing-only taverns and the wonder that is cans of Downeast Cider (which is brewed in Massachusetts!). But of all the places we stopped at on our “tour,” my favorite was Modern Pastry.

Modern Pastry is known as the rival to the infamous Mike’s Pastry in North End. Any cannoli flavor you could ever dream of exists between these two pastry shops alone. They’re both marvelous, but this really isn’t new information; the lines for Mike’s and for Modern Pastry are always out the door and down the block.

Here’s the secret: skip the line at Modern Pastry and walk straight towards the back of the bakery, where you’ll see a sign on the right-hand wall that looks like this:

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It’s not just decoration…

I was so in love the moment we walked downstairs.

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Basically me ^ GIF Credit: Giphy

There’s a hidden bar beneath Modern Pastry with ample seating. Feast your eyes upon the Boston paraphernalia decorating the walls, or anything that’s playing on their countless TVs. You can find your usual suspects on the drink menu, but they also have a full list of sweet pastry-themed cocktails (see the Boston Crème martini below, because how could I not?).

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The cherry on top of it all? You’ll also be given a menu of all the treats that are available upstairs. You can order any pastry your heart desires and someone will bring it down to you.

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Relationship Status: This cannoli.

No waiting, no lines, no crowds- just you, your martini, a cannoli, and some friends. It’s definitively what heaven must be like.

Just be careful about coming back upstairs with melted chocolate on your fingers, or those poor souls on the line down the block might get suspicious…


Modern Pastry

257 Hanover St

Boston, MA 02113

http://www.modernpastry.com/

 

I Might’ve Cried

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I might’ve cried over this cocktail, but before you jump to any conclusions, feast your eyes upon it and allow me to further explain:

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Someone told me about Mulberry Project when I was 17 years old and had just moved to New York City. I then became obsessed with it because in my brain it epitomized New York coolness like no other bar could, and then I waited my entire college career to be old enough to go. On Saturday night, I got to cross it off my New York City Bucket List (Which doesn’t actually exist in physical form, might I add, but if it did, Mulberry Project would’ve been at the top…)

An “underground” mixology bar and restaurant, Mulberry Project is identifiable solely by its bright red door with a red light hanging over it. Open the door and you’re greeted by a lively crowd and a fantastic playlist (Saturday’s consisted mostly of the Arctic Monkeys and The Killers).

Cocktails are pricey. However, nothing beats getting to tell one of the bartenders something to the effect of “I like tequila, things that are really sour, and none of that weird jalapeno stuff that makes my drink burn in the back of my throat. Otherwise, have at it.”

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The result was the pretty orange/yellow drink- tequila, clementine, ginger, and an egg white. It was frothy and sour and fun. I almost wanted to challenge the bartender for another concoction.

And there’s snacks to boot. My friends and I did tapas-style (This is a trend with me, by the way, if you haven’t yet noticed. Food is more fun shared, anyway!) and ordered the Mulberry Fries, the Whipped Ricotta, and the Apple Salad. The salad was light and lovely. Thumbs down on the whipped ricotta- we thought it was a dip, and were disappointed when it was actually a very overpowering spread.

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I could, however, do an entire post just on those fries. They’re seasoned fries, which already makes them awesome, but then they are dusted with a powdered vinegar and something else, making them basically irresistible. We ordered two plates of them. All of the people in the bar judged us. We inhaled them with a deliberate disregard for all table manners.

There’s only one dessert item on the menu, but they’re irresistible too. You may now commence drooling over the doughnuts-that-tasted-like-churros-and-had-a-salted-caramel-dipping-sauce-that-we-basically-publicly-drank.

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Case in point, all of it was so, so worth the four-year wait.


 

Mulberry Project

149 Mulberry St

New York, NY 10013

http://mulberryproject.com/

Two Thumbs Up For Two Hands

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Is an affinity for coffee shops and breakfast places something you automatically acquire when you’ve been living in NYC for almost four years? Because I most definitely have and it’s most definitely a problem.

Two Hands has been on my radar for basically ever, since I started seeing it pop up on multiple other food blogs. I followed them on Instagram as a continuous reminder to stop by (Fair warning, their Insta-game is strong, and you will want to eat or take a picture of everything. No judgment here, I promise my roommates and I left our coffees for longer than we should’ve just so we could get the perfect shot, and we weren’t the only ones doing it…). Today, my two amazing roommates and I decided to make a date of it, and got breakfast together.

The place is so many levels of cute. Get there early, because even at 9 AM on a Friday, only about an hour after they’ve officially opened, we snagged the very last table that could accommodate a party of more than two people. A little cafe with fairy lights strung across the ceiling, they have enough choices of fresh juice, coffee, milkshakes, and smoothies on the menu to sufficiently overwhelm you. The juices are all brightly-colored, and come in Mason jar mugs. The smoothies, too. However, full disclosure: I’m the biggest coffee drinker of the three of us, but all three of us intentionally ordered a hot cappuccino or latte just so we could get the pretty design on the top. It was a great choice though; they were amazing.

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Their food selection is not as expansive, but there pretty much isn’t a single thing on the menu that doesn’t sound fantastic. I chose the acai bowl, which is basically a deconstructed smoothie. I think my only suggestion would be a few less chia seeds, because there’s a lot of them. Other than that, the fruit, granola, seeds, coconut and chocolate combination was all I could ever want and then some.

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Clockwise from the top: Granola Bowl and latte, Avocado Toast and cappuccino, and my Acai Bowl and cappuccino

We were sorry to have to leave and return to our homework, especially after we made friends with one of the waiters and tried to make our coffees last as long as humanly possible so we could people-watch. Two thumbs up from us for Two Hands!


Two Hands

164 Mott St

New York, NY 10013

http://www.twohandsnyc.com/

And, if you really want to indulge in the breakfast food porn: https://instagram.com/twohandsnyc/?hl=en

It’s All Greek to Me

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There’s no shortage of absolutely precious breakfast places in Soho.

I found Greecologies while snooping around on one of my favorite blogs, Leopard For Breakfast. I’ve had the absolute pleasure of meeting the writer and hanging out with her for a bit; she’s an exceedingly cool Miami-to-NY transplant, and anywhere I’ve tried from her blog is nothing short of awesome.

So, I took her advice, and took my mom for breakfast. Greecologies sits on the border of Soho and Little Italy. It has big windows, plenty of seating, is very well lit, and is very relaxing.

My mom and I started sitting in the front window, and then moved to the back of the restaurant, where we had the cutest courtyard to ourselves. We got to catch up over our shared Butter Coffee, watching a woman from a nearby apartment building hang up all of her stuff to line dry. It looked like a picture, a cross between old New York and the hip, modern cafe that had just taken residence in the neighborhood (Nerdy writer moment, sorry…). I could’ve stayed in that one spot for the whole day and been the happiest person alive.

Not to mention that the Butter Coffee is the bomb, although it is very rich and you cannot get it iced. It’s a homemade butter that goes into the coffee, and if you get it iced, the butter gets funky and takes away from the unique flavor (I had to ask because my iced coffee obsession has gotten far too real…)

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Our (shared) coffee and our yogurt bowls!

For real though, how do you not feel cool scooping an entirely homemade meal out of one of these? It’s like having breakfast inside one of those fancy fashion blogger’s Instagram accounts. Anyway, I went with their traditional Greek yogurt, muesli and their specialty honey. The yogurt walks the really fine line between sweet and sour, and depending on what you put in it, tastes more like dessert then breakfast. I actually tried something similar in Denmark at my group’s hotel and ate it for five days straight, thinking I was never going to find anything quite so delicious. New York City proving me wrong again…

Not a yogurt fan? Go anyway. Do it for the ‘gram. Get a Butter Coffee because it’s great and you have to. And come say hi to me, because you’ll find me back there for sure.

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Greecologies

379 Broome St

New York, NY 10013

http://www.greecologies.com/