If waking up the next day as Mr. and Mrs. wasn't enough - we were greeted with a fresh blanket of snow covering the Big Apple.
Chris ventured out for some fresh NYC bagels and turbo charged NY deli coffee. Yeah!
It was obnoxiously cold outside for early December so our plans shifted to indoors. We decided to take a short walk over to the Metropolitan Museum of Art but our short-cut through Central Park turned into an extended photo shoot.
We're not sure what we did after the museum (this blog was written over a month later) so feel free to use your imagination but we wound up in the East Village and went to - now get this - a Japanese restaurant (Momofuku - lucky peach) for dinner. The food was actually very good but Chris thought the ramen was bush league compared to the real deal back in Tokyo. And there was a funny moment when Chris used the proper pronunciation for Orion beer (Oh-ree-own) and the server looked at him, then at the drink menu and desperately tried to figure out what he was ordering.Following the gorging - we decided to walk off some of the calories. Unfortunately, an evil bakery was hiding in the shadows and after a desperate and valiant struggle we found ourselves held captive in the firm grasp of its warmth and wonderful smells. We managed to escape with our lives - along with a few fresh baked cookies and homemade marshmallows. We proceeded immediately to the nearest corner deli to report the incident - and to buy some hot chocolate mix to go with the marshmallows. We were well on the way to recovery.
Interesting side note: those marshmallows made it back to NJ, stowed away on the flight back to Japan and made it past the drug sniffing dogs at Narita Airport. Hah!
