Last night I was privileged to attend a birthday party for Vapiano, a restaurant I actually came across for the first time while in Charlotte, NC for the DNC. My colleague and I used to dip into Vapiano Charlotte (on South Tryon Street) to escape the heat (and our coworkers) for delicious food, wine, and comfortable seats. So, when I received a note from Katie over at The Blaq Group suggested I swing by, it was a no brainer.
Larissa, Allie, and I hunkered down at the bar where we enjoyed delicious sangria and took in the after-work crowd in Union Square. Located on University and 13th, we enjoyed girl talk and cute bartenders.
We each took home dinner, Allie received a chef’s recommendation of pasta bolonese (and a quick Italian lesson), Larissa the pesto, and I brought home the ravioli. The concept of the place is adorable – upon entering, you receive a credit card that you present at each station (the bar, salad, dessert, and pasta). Those attending to you are multi-talented in my opinion: the ability to carry on a full conversation with 3 ridiculous girls while cooking multiple dishes is quite the skill. We vowed to come back, and to enjoy it all again.
Vapiano NYC - 13 University Pl, New York, NY 10003
Vapiano Charlotte – 201 S Tryon St, Charlotte, NC 28202
Disclaimer: to celebrate the 10th anniversary, beverages and our meals were comped.
I guess you could say I’ve been busy. Between marching for Trayvon, previewing spring trends, and working, I can’t catch my breath. Don’t worry, still exploring and enjoying the city. Here’s proof:
1. I finally spent a Saturday morning spent at the Brooklyn Flea hosted in the gorgeous venue One Hanson. I’ve been getting so green with envy at the sight of a photo or tweet about someone enjoying the Flea that I had to do it myself. Can’t wait to go back in the summertime to explore when it’s moved outside.
2. I’m an east coast girl who is extremely elitist when it comes to lobster rolls thanks to being completely spoiled by them on Martha’s Vineyard. I’ve been exploring lobster rolls in the city, only to be disappointed. That is, until I found Red Hook Lobster Pound at the Brooklyn Flea. Two words: life changing.
3. A late night walk after 2-for-1 martinis with the girls left me on the corner of 57th & Lexington. I’ve always been obsessed with the building on this corner, thanks to episodes of Lipstick Jungle (I still don’t understand why everyone didn’t love this show as much as I did). When I first moved to NYC, I saw that building and nearly passed out. To this day, it still takes my breath away.
4. An old receipt from brunch with a friend at Spring Street Naturals. I just loved the message at the bottom: Peace Love Unity Respect.
Buffalo Chicken Meatballs, recipe from my favorite foodies, Sues and Chels over at We Are Not Martha. Clearly, these were spicy, but I live for Frank’s Hot Sauce so they were a dream with every bite.
Garlic lemon shrimp, recipe courtesy of my mother who said “don’t put anything in this other than butter, garlic, lemon, and shrimp.” Lesson? Always listen to your mother, because this shrimp was a hit.
Johnson Family Potato Salad, recipe also courtesy of my mother. My favorite thing about her potato salad is how light it feels. Not nearly as creamy as what you might find at the supermarket, you might even trick yourself into thinking this is good for you. It’s probably not.
The finished product. I should have taken an after photo of the damage done by myself and my friends. My roommate rounded off our meal with the most amazing gluten free cake, which we topped with whipped creme, strawberries, and blueberries.
We watched the fireworks from our rooftop in Astoria, Queens, which offers a 360 degree view of fireworks being set off throughout the city. From Macy’s to home made explosives (eep!), it was a perfect night.
Once, I pretended to be a fashion blogger. It was pretty fun. Tonight, I decided to pretend that I’m a food blogger. I’m pretty full.
In taking a page out of my own book, I decided to switch it up and make something different for dinner tonight. I came across a mouthwatering post over at How Sweet It Is and knew the meal was destined for my stomach.
She calls it Creamy Caprese Pasta and it is every bit as delicious as *her photos* make it look. My photos make it look rustic and (maybe) artistic because I don’t have a real camera. Instead, I have to use my iPhone with a fancy Instagram filter to distract you from the fact that I am camera-less.
Visit How Sweet It Is for the recipe. And then make it tomorrow. I promise you won’t regret it.