Sometimes you get the best food imaginable in the most unexpected places.
That's what happened two weekends ago when Florinda and I, taking a bite of the Big Apple during the recent BlogHer conference, ventured to Nolita (I think it was Nolita; my knowledge of NYC neighborhoods is pitiful) to do a little book shopping.
Oh, we indulged in some great books, all right. But we also inhaled the most scrumptious piece of quiche I've ever eaten in my life. And it was found at McNally Jackson Books, of all places.
I'm getting a bit ahead of myself. Allow me to explain.
We had planned to visit McNally Jackson on the same evening as the She Writes meetup, but we couldn't find it. With the sun setting over the skyscrapers of New York, we headed back uptown on the subway, vowing to try again on Saturday. We did, and we were more successful.
Already armed with book purchases from the nearby Housing Works Bookstore Cafe (an incredible place that deserves its own in-the-works post), we found our way to McNally Jackson Books where we book-shopped some more. Realizing that we were starving but had limited time until I needed to catch my train at Penn Station, we needed a quick meal.
Fortunately, McNally Jackson has a cafe ... which is where I ate the best damn quiche in my entire life.
This quiche. They have a vegetarian version (which I had) and a version with - help me, Florinda, was it ham? Bacon? Whatever it was, both versions and the side salad accompanying it were delicious and I devoured mine ... as you can tell.
(I was so hungry and so in love with this quiche that it didn't occur to me to take a photo until I was finished. And fortunately, this being New York, nobody batted an eye at my taking a photo of a half-eaten meal.)
During the rest of BlogHer, our meals were either the breakfasts and lunches provided by the Hilton as part of the conference, and our dinners were eaten late at night at the 24 hour deli across from the hotel. Schedules, circumstances, and the lack of a trust fund prevented us from dining more extravagantly.
A leisurely Saturday afternoon browsing downtown Manhattan independent bookstores, a good friend, a pile of books, a great little meal ... all the ingredients of an experience to savor.
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