Now there’s not much one can accomplish in 48 hours in New York (I’ve always wanted to say that!) and yet there is so much. Armed with an expert foodie I shuffled through farmers’ markets, flea markets, brunches and lunches in beautifully manicured gardens, China Town, Central Park and more.
I don’t think I’m equipped to write about this city – not yet anyway. So I’m just going to let the food do the talking till I find the right words.
And yes, I had the song playing in my head all through. Sigh.