I know that for most people, especially in the cooking blogosphere, November means one thing: Thanksgiving. But for this blogger, November now has another meaning. New York. More specifically, the New York Marathon. This year I was one of the lucky 45,000 who took to the streets, and our weekend in the Big Apple was everything we hoped it would be. We'll get to pumpkin and stuffing again soon, but I wanted to share some of the high points of my trip.
We rented this awesome apartment in Brooklyn, and it was great. Not sure if I'll be spending big bucks on a Manhattan hotel room any time soon.
Hi lady liberty! Thanks for having us!
After a 5 am wakeup, a day on airplanes, and a trek from La Guardia to Brooklyn on public transportation (all in high-heeled boots), this New York pizza was
everything.
Look! A real New York hispter! Admire the rolled cuffs on the jeans, the man bag, and the perfectly coiffed hair. John rolled his jeans like that for the rest of the trip.
We loved the subway! This station had all of these cool little sculptures.
Now let's get to the good stuff... The baked goods!
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