I was busted the other day, recycling my itinerary as a New York City tour guide.
When Tara told me she was visiting, one of the first things I said was, “We have to go to Chelsea Market. I think you’ll love it.”
Tara loves gourmet food. She appreciates the time and love that goes into developing recipes. Unique flavors that seem to go together perfectly thrill her. The building is simply astonishing in itself. The textures, the lights. It’s gorgeous.
On Day 1, I found Tara at JFK in the wee hours of the morning last Sunday. After a disco nap back at my place, she was ready to take Manhattan.
I suggested we start at Chelsea Market, grab lunch at The Meatball Shop nearby and walk the High Line. Along the way, we stumbled upon an Intelligentsia Coffee at the High Line Hotel and I wanted to stop in.
While relaxing in the hotel’s courtyard, we posted pictures from the market. My friend Mary busted me. When she was here, my first stop with her was Chelsea Market, too. We stopped at the Prvie sample sale and had crepes at the market. I guess Tour Guide Candace needs some new material. I added some unique places for the Tara trip, which is much longer than Mary’s visit. Coney Island, Sprinkles Cupcakes, Crunch gym, Broadway ticket lotteries and the Hudson River Park.
We added an impromptu city cupcake taste test and a couple trips to Brooklyn to hang out with our boo Navani.
Other favorites on my list include:
Grand Central Station
Dylan’s Candy Bar
Intrepid Sea, Air and Space Museum
The courtyard at MoMA
International Center for Photography
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