My trip to New York City would not be complete without fulfilling one of my greatest desires: to enjoy an authentic French Macaroon outside of Tiffany's... preferably for breakfast. Over the past few days, I poured over internet sites looking for a gluten-free, peanut-free alternative to the classic confection. Unable to find a suitable option, I walked the city streets in hopes to find a hole-in-the-wall bakery to make my dreams come true. I found a baker who makes gluten-free, soy-free, sugar-free, egg-free treats, but of course, she bakes with almond flour. Naturally!
Instead of giving up completely, I discovered another way to bring cheer to my day. I treated myself to lunch at a French restaurant and ordered two coconut macaroons to go. I really do love coconut macaroons.
I have now consumed a full 400 calories of sugar, coconut flakes, and more sugar and yes, it was worth it every bite. Of course, I was overwhelmed with a feeling of ohmygoodness, I shouldn't eat all of this at once, but those thoughts were silenced quite quickly. I shall justify my indulgence with a brisk afternoon walk. That's what life is all about, right? Everything in moderation.
First stop of the day: The Museum of Natural History. Shown below are a few photos from our educational day. Asteroids, ancient artifacts, moon rocks, precious gems, DNA samples, butterflies, dinosaurs, volcanoes, you name it... the museum has it all!
A nice gentleman captured our first museum experience together. We definitely look like tourists.
Outside of the Heilbrunn Cosmic Pathway.
Some words of wisdom.
This little Buffalo reminded us so much of Tunders. We had a momentary burst of love for our pup back at home.
Roger being a blowfish amongst the blowfish.
Roger being a sea lion amongst the Sea Lions. He's lucky I find sea lions most endearing, even at their most boastful and gregarious.
Ancient art of Central America.
Cross-sections of petrified wood.
Following our museum tour, I became enamoured by mid-rise buildings of the Upper West Side. Established in the mid to late 1800s, the primarily residential area is home to cultural hotspots such as Columbia University and the Lincoln Center for the Performing Arts. A few steps into our sightseeing journey, I was overwhelmed with the desire to escape to New York, become a playwright, sip lattes in artsy coffee shops and go for morning yoga in Central Park.
After perusing The Museum of Natural History, we finished off our day with a lovely late-afternoon brunch at Spring Natural Kitchen. Roger had Mayan Eggs with black beans and tortillas and I had the biggest all-Organic chicken salad with fresh veggies. The restaurant atmosphere was quaint and cozy and despite it being 4 in the afternoon on a Sunday, we could spot friends engaged in cocktails and conversation. Oh, how wonderful a life! We wanted to walk through Central Park on our way back to the Condo, but the biting cold postponed our plans; instead we took the subway back downtown amidst die-hard Rangers fan in every possible combination of red and blue.