Brooklyn Flea and english muffins: that was my weekend. I would say it was a much-needed break but, after being annoyingly sick for the majority of last (in summer no less!), I was more than ready to be fun-busy. Fun as in waking up early to get a croissant. After all that is how every good weekend should begin.
My mother and I went to Almondine, a bastille celebration of sorts, for my favorite pastry. We hadn’t been there for nearly two weeks; a painfully long time. It was, as it always is, a perfect start to the weekend. It’s one of the few traditions I support freely, partly because there is good food and good company. Strange how few traditions really cover those basics.
A couple of hours after that, Williamsburg began to call my name. Or rather, coffee and Brooklyn Flea began to call my name, I’m not such a fan of Williamsburg. I wrote ‘meh’ review about Gimme! Coffee back in January and I stand behind that review. The latte I got there earned a solid ‘meh’ rating. Really good, but not fantastic. The cappuccino I had at their location on Roebling Street? One of the best cappuccinos I’ve ever had. Seriously, I could not stop raving about this drink. It was richy, creamy and coffee-y in all the right ways. Bonus? The people who worked there were nice. Forget everything else I’ve said about Williamsburg coffee. Go there.
Then, onto Brooklyn Flea. Ever since they re-opened with the exciting Smorgasboard market on Saturday I’d been dying to go. Brooklyn Flea is a bunch of food stalls set up in a lot. You can walk around, have some samples and get a meal. You’re there for lunch. I don’t really know what I was expecting, but I was a wee bit underwhelmed. There seemed to be mostly meatastic options, which is great, if you eat meat. I don’t.
Luckily, there were some vegetarian options. Some top-notch ones at that. I ordered a bbq tempeh salad bowl from Barry’s Tempeh and, my goodness, it was fantastic. If you ask me, I had the best meal.
I also expected more dessert options. There were some, but less that you would think. Still, I managed to find a cookie stand and got a blueberry vanilla cookie. It was fantastic. The flavor combination reminded me a bit of Momofuku Milk Bar’s blueberry and cream cookie, but better. Way better. The texture was right on point, slightly crunchy, but mostly chewy. I also got two more to sample later. The chocolate chip one was meh, but the chocolate mocha stout cookie was another winner.
Then Saturday took a dull turn for the worse that would be a waste of time to recount through words. Let’s leave it at this, IKEA is better quality than we all thought.
Sunday began with a homemade yogurt parfait and a long overdue bike ride. A bike ride that reminded me the real reasons why I don’t particularly like flying or riding in cars. The speed! I am so bad with being in a fast moving contraption. Curiously, I’m fine with trains. Perhaps this has something to do with growing up in NYC, but I’d rather not analyze so I can have at least one fast moving mode of transportation that’s not (yet) ruined for me.
Then, I made english muffins. I have been craving english muffins for a disturbingly long time for someone who cannot remember the last english muffin she made. They’re incredibly easy. Like one of the easiest and most fool-proof breads I have EVER made. In fact, I can’t believe I didn’t make them sooner. Check out the recipe I used over at Annie’s Eats.
And, to relax, I read the new Meg Cabot book. Expect a glowing review soon because Meg Cabot is another one of those authors who I kinda have a writer’s crush on. My favorite book she wrote? Either Princess Diaries #10 or one of the 1-800-Where-R-U books. Love!
How was your weekend? What was the most exciting thing you did?