Well, I’m back in Dallas now and I’m feeling a bit reminiscent about this past weekend. I had an amazing time seeing friends I hadn’t seen in a long time, spending time with Ryan and eating amazing food. There’s just something about NYC. I will be back soon.
So looking back, Saturday was all about getting to Shake Shack. Ryan and I walked an hour to get there, but it was worth it. The walk through Central Park was nice too. We waited in line for about 25 minutes, Ryan waited for the food to come out, and I stood in a line to get a table. Insanity. I’ve never seen this Upper West Side location so busy. We ate way too much food.
After that, we spent the afternoon lounging and watching the Olympics (my favorite). Once we felt like it was time to eat again, we decided on Fig & Olive.
I loved the pretty interior, and that evening it had rained, so it was a perfectly cool temperature, windows open and all. Since we weren’t starving, we shared 3 small plates. I love that Ryan and I share a love for trying dishes and getting little tastes of everything.
Please excuse the crappy iPhone photos, but this is going to have to do. We started with all 3 plates at the same time which I found to be a little rushed, but here’s dish #1. It’s their melon & prosciutto burrata salad. It was all my favorite things on one dish. Arugula, a bit of pesto, burrata, cantaloupe & prosciutto.
These are their Mediterranean chicken samosas with chicken, cilantro, Greek yogurt, bell pepper, scallion and olive oil. They were really good.
Finally, we shared a plate of 3 crostinis. From the top, [prosciutto, ricotta, fig, olive, walnut], [manchego, fig, marcona almond], and [burrata, tomato, herbs, balsamic]. These were just alright. Ryan commented that they didn’t exactly get their sweet to salty rations quite right. Some were too sweet, some just too bland.
After dinner, we set off in the rain to Grand Central Station.
I just couldn’t help but to look up in awe. I hadn’t been inside before! But we were on a mission to find Campbell Apartment. Thanks to everyone who tweeted me to suggest this amazing bar.
It actually was the office/salon of John W. Campbell of the 1920′s. It’s got that prohibition era feel with live jazz music and all and is located inside Grand Central Station (enter on opposite side of Ciprianis). Ryan and I fell in love with the place and spent a good amount of time just sitting and talking over our delicious cocktails.
(photo not my own)
I’m already missing that colorful city. Here’s to a trip back to NYC in my future!
Bon Appetit,
That Foodie Girl









































