MSY terminal
Tuesday, September 29, 2009
all-you-can-jet -- day 21 -- brooklyn, NY
my accomplice and i have been i NYC and twice we haven't had a decent meal yet. to make up for this, mr. crypto has suggest having breakfast at shopsin's general store a quirky place that dodges the restaurant health authorities by selling a few goods (and thereby becoming a store). the proprietor has a reputation for being soup nazi-like. the food runs the range of sublime to bizarre.
it sounds like a good idea.
when the alarm goes off at 08:00, the stuffy nose i had from the night before has turned into a sore throat. it's not a bad one, but sickness is very unusual for me. i can tell it's tapping my energy a bit as we put the pieces in motion to get going.
of course it doesn't hurt that i take a shower in the crypto's greatest set-up in the world:
(they also have the smallest bathroom in the world -- be sure to check out the chair ... this pic taken outside the bathroom
)
we get to shopsin's first. the menu is voluminous (and i have it on good authority that sometimes stuff is thrown on just to fill up space).
i go for the strange-yet-famous mac'n cheese french toast. it's a little better than i expected (and i was expecting good) and gets a half point extra for being served with real maple syrup.
we parted ways with mr. crytpo and headed over to a place i'd seen on the travel channel on one of the jetblue flights ... the doughnut plant ... legendary for spectacular (if not downright odd) doughnuts.
i have a lot to say about new orleans, but i'll leave it for later. for right now, i'm catching up ... which i've done.
for the moment, laissez les bon temps roulez.
it sounds like a good idea.
when the alarm goes off at 08:00, the stuffy nose i had from the night before has turned into a sore throat. it's not a bad one, but sickness is very unusual for me. i can tell it's tapping my energy a bit as we put the pieces in motion to get going.
of course it doesn't hurt that i take a shower in the crypto's greatest set-up in the world:
(they also have the smallest bathroom in the world -- be sure to check out the chair ... this pic taken outside the bathroom
)we get to shopsin's first. the menu is voluminous (and i have it on good authority that sometimes stuff is thrown on just to fill up space).
i got yelled at for taking this picture
(by pure chance, one of the big investors in full tilt poker is in the foreground)
i go for the strange-yet-famous mac'n cheese french toast. it's a little better than i expected (and i was expecting good) and gets a half point extra for being served with real maple syrup.
my accomplice went for a spectacular corned beef hash. mr. crypto (who is clearly well-known here) opted for latkes.
we parted ways with mr. crytpo and headed over to a place i'd seen on the travel channel on one of the jetblue flights ... the doughnut plant ... legendary for spectacular (if not downright odd) doughnuts.
i got a blackberry (it even has seeds still), my accomplice got a triple chocolate.
a few quick transit connections and we were on the flight to MSY. i slept almost the entire way.
once in, we got a car, dropped our bags at our room, and headed to the verti marte deli -- the place that makes my favorite sandwich in the world, the all that jazz -- ham, turkey, shrimp, cheese and mushrooms.
(this shot looks directly into the front door of food paradise.)
my accomplice opted for a stuffed pork chop. (which brought on instantly blasphemy when taken a first bite of.)
i have a lot to say about new orleans, but i'll leave it for later. for right now, i'm catching up ... which i've done.
for the moment, laissez les bon temps roulez.
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