First, I am extremely annoyed that I forgot my camera on Friday night, because my girlfriends and I went first to the Boom Boom Room (at the top of The Standard Hotel in Meatpacking) and then to Fig & Olive for dinner to celebrate Morgan’s birthday, and it was all so fun and beautiful, and full of things that I wanted to show you.
So this will have to do:
That’s the Boom Boom Room. How incredible is that space? It’s the kind of place where you absolutely must wear a glamorous dress and red lipstick, drink champagne served in a sky-high coupe glass while swaying to the live band, and recline luxuriously on the white leather banquettes to check out the city views before – oh, fine – dancing with a George Clooney lookalike. Now, none of this happened to me – save for the red lipstick and a sort of awkward version of the aforementioned luxurious reclining on banquettes – but I will be going back in the near future. (And I didn’t get a chance to see this myself, but I hear that the restrooms there are pretty jaw-dropping, with floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking the river taking up an entire wall of every stall.)
Saturday was arguably less glamorous, but just as lovely.
We started out at the Oktoberfest fair over on East 84th Street. This is prime time in the city for street fairs and festivals; check out all the outdoor goings-on here.
Schaller & Weber hot dogs are excellent. (Virgil agrees.) The store really is worth a trip uptown if you live in the city (or if you’re visiting) – the staff is super-knowledgeable and friendly, and even if you’re not in a meat-buying mood, there’s lots of other interesting and unusual stuff for sale.
Click here for slow-cooked short ribs made following a trip to Schaller & Weber last winter.
Always my favorite spot at a street fair.
We scored two like-new Angelina Ballerinas for a dollar each…
…and arrived home to find this guy waiting for us. I love these.
Saturday night, we headed to Blue Ribbon for some early 30th-birthday celebrating (above, that’s their famous bone marrow & oxtail marmalade). Last time we went was the day we found out we were expecting, so it seemed appropriate to make another trip as we rumble towards the finish line.
The waiter let me know that the restaurant is also famous for their banana splits. If you insist. (The thumb is there for size-documenting purposes; that thing was huge and wonderful.)
