Giving a talk on Google Ad Grants.
The conference ended at around 5pm so I had just a few hours of daylight left to check out the White House. I ran down New Jersey street from the Google office to see this:
Hmmm…this sure doesn’t look like the White House. I thought that there was a lawn. Where’s the lawn? And why is it so easy to access the front door? Aren’t they afraid of security issues? Meanwhile…huge sign blatantly in front of me that reads: US CAPITOL. It could’ve been flashing with neon lights withÂ a dancing clown in front of it and I’d still miss it.
Instead I stood there for a good 5 minutes (ok, maybe more like 15 minutes) pondering about the mysterious disappearance of the lush lawn.
Lawn…where the hell is this lawn???
CRAP. This isn’t the White House. It’s the United States Capitol.
Yes, I’m handing back my US citizenship as we speak.
It’s the heat…I’ll blame it on the heat.
US Capitol. Not to be confused with the White House.
For dinner, I decided to head on over to Luke’s Lobster and ordered myself a Maine lobster roll and lobster bisque. Both very good! I was debating on two rolls but glad I talked myself out of it. I always think I can eat more than I can actually consume.
My last day. I will not go without seeing the White House. So here it is, would the real White House please stand up:
White House with lawn and all
*lawn image source: wikipedia
Warm night out in NYC
Walking around in a summer dress at night just doesn’t happen in San Francisco. So, I’m taking full advantage of it here in NYC. I’m literally wearing all 5 dresses at once.
I met up with my friend Katie at Jing Fong for brunch. Jing Fong is a big staple here in NY. The place is huge and can probably host 3 Chinese weddings at once and you know Chinese people do not mess around when it comes to having large weddings. We’re talking 500 guests so you can only imagine how big this place is.
Jing Fong in Chinatown
Afterwards we decided to do some shopping in Soho on Broadway St. where I proceeded to charge everything on my card as if it were monopoly money. What did I buy? More dresses that I can’t wear back in San Francisco of course.
On my way back to my apartment, I passed by Dominque Ansel Bakery. Wait…THE Domique Ansel Bakery? The one where the cronut craze all started? Where New Yorkers/foodies/tourists stood outside in the blizzard just to get a taste of? Yup, it sure was. The line wasn’t too bad so I decided to pop on inside. Unfortunately, they sold out of the cronut. Fortunately, they still had the frozen s’mores! Tastes just like ice cream with gooey marshmallows. For $7, I should’ve eaten the stick too.
Dominique Ansel Bakery
Finally, the Halal cart. The last time I had this was maybe 2 or 3 years ago when we were celebrating my friend’s 30th birthday out in NY. Best late night food to cure a night of binge drinking ever.
Catching the train to get Halal Cart
Yes, I know this picture is blurry, but it’s my interpretation of the fast paced lifestyle here in NY. Everyone here has somewhere to go and always seems to be in such a hurry. Well…that or I may have lost my balance while trying to snap a picture while holding 2 large bags.
Asked him to wave hi to my friends back home.
Tomorrow is my last day here in NY. Then I’m off on a 3 hour train ride to DC!
Lather, rinse, repeat. That seems to be the pattern here in NY. Is it possible to gain 15 lbs in just one day? Yes, yes you can. I ate waaaay too much today. First up, Ippudo Ramen. Only the most highly rated reviewed restaurant in NY and I got seated almost immediately.
“Yes, that would be a table for one please.”
“One? Oh, right this way.”
“What? No 1 – 2 hours wait?”
“Nope. Follow me.”
The perks of being single! I wanted to do the VIP walk as I passed by all of the lovely couples looking like they were going to eat their arms off from waiting too long. Singledom wins!
It was a hot and muggy day. So I decided to head over to Momofuku’s Milk Bar to treat myself to a nice cereal milk ice cream. Oh. My. God. Where has this ice cream been all of my life? I also ordered some cookies to go as gifts for some of my friends back home. It may or may not make it home. No promises.
Momo’s Cereal Milk Soft Serve
I walked all the way home like a happy kid with my ice cream cup. When I got home, I realized I only had 1 and a half hours left to get ready before dinner started again. I was meeting up with my friends Katie and Andy over at Nomad. I ordered the duck aaaaand…there was not a single thing left on that plate by the time I was done with it. I almost ate the plate, but then the waitress had to pry it out of my hands.
Duck at Nomad
Yes, I realize the Nomad picture is pretty shitty. Fancy restaurants are always dark and I can never see what I’m eating. It would be so unclassy of me to turn on my flash so just try to imagine what it would actually look like.
My stomach cannot fit anymore food at the moment. Oh happy day!
Thanks Anthony Bourdain! Re: Lunch Lady, Vietnam
Ahhhh….the lunch lady in Vietnam. She came recommended by Anthony Bourdain himself. We searched far and wide for her and when we finally found her, she nearly gave me a run for it. Literally. I’ve never felt so conflicted in my life. My stomach killed me for days, yet my mouth…my mouth will always crave for those noodles forever.
Preparing to open her shop for the lunch crowd.
The lunch lady makes a different kind of noodle soup everyday and even before she opens up shop, there’s already a line of people waiting to get a taste of her daily special. Her specialty that day was ‘bun mam.’ The broth is made of fermented anchovies, seafood, pork, eggplant, and spices. As unappetizing as it sounds, it is full in flavors and will make your taste buds wanting more.
And more I want! Thanks Anthony.
Lunch Lady stand, Vietnam
The broth for bun mam
The lunch lady herself
It was what probably killed my stomach on the last leg of my trip. That’s ok. I still love you food. I realized that despite being in pain from a peptic ulcer, I couldn’t give up on eating food that I love. If I suddenly become allergic to anything and can’t eat the same way ever again, someone do me a favor and cut my lifeline?
On to the good stuff – Turkish food. On our first night we decided to be adventurous and found a sandwich stand at a random street corner. The smell was alluring and we couldn’t help it. We took a chance on it knowing that one of our friends had prescription medicine with him just in case. It was like when I went to the lunch lady in Vietnam and she nearly killed me, but it was so damn good that I would do it all over again – armed with the right medicine of course. No regrets, that sandwich was delicious and luckily we didn’t die from it.
Here’s to not dying on our first night while inhaling a sandwich from the streets of Istanbul
The Turkish breakfast was quite simple actually. Every morning it was pretty much the same spread across all of the different hotels that we stayed at. Turkish breakfast consists of olives, cheese, tomatoes, cucumber, bread and some kind of spread. It was amazing in the beginning until after like the 5th day. I started to crave for your typical American breakfast – eggs and bacon. Real bacon. None of that Canadian bacon business.
Traditional Turkish Breakfast
Ah, and no meal is complete without either having a Turkish coffee (crack in a cup) or Turkish tea. Turkish coffee is not filtered like American coffee so it tastes a bit grainy. Just one tiny cup of that and I’m completely wired until the next day.
Turkish Tea – Tastes like lipton tea 😉
Finally…Shake Shack. Not Turkish, but completely American in Turkey. Tastes just like how the east coasters do it. I originally ordered just one burger with a shroom added to it, but there was some kind of misunderstanding so they gave me two burgers instead. This was right after the Urgent Care visit and I had my meds ready in hand. Plus I was so starving that I just said fuck it…I’m eating this. All two of them. Of course I felt sick afterwards, but oh so worth it.
Shake Shack’n it in Turkey