All I'd done today was walk up to Herald Square on 34th St and Broadway/6th Ave and gaze in awe at all the goods on offer at Macy's department store, so I was looking forward to doing something really special on our second last night in New York (Monday night).
We left our apartment around 6.30pm and caught the 3 train from 23rd St down to Fulton St station and found our way to City Hall Park from where we knew the pedestrian approach to the Brooklyn Bridge. We wanted to repeat our walk over the bridge, but this time at sunset, so we could appreciate one of our favourite parts of New York at this magical time of the day.
Looking over to the Manhattan Bridge....
Over on the Brooklyn side we made our way to the Brooklyn Bridge Park from where we were able to enjoy, over the course of the next hour or so, the most wonderful light show.
As darkness fell we walked further up to the Brooklyn Promenade, making our way to Montague Street for a quick Brooklyn Lager at the Heights Cafe (the only way to grab a quick "bathroom" stop) and then on to the Court St subway, to catch an R train up to 8 St station on Broadway, near the East Village. It was after 10.00pm by now but we easily found our way to 6th St between 1st and 2nd Avenues - to the Zerza Restaurant at 308 E 6th St. We were very impressed that the almost empty (by now) restaurant was so welcoming and happy to feed us whatever we wanted. It was a Moroccan restaurant in the groovy East Village, and recommended to us by Imogen.
We loved our late meal, a meze plate to share, a lamb Berber couscous for Rob and a vegetable couscous for me, finished off with sweet (and beautiful) mint tea. We also loved our conversation with the young French girl serving us. She lives in Paris and was in NY on a 2 and 1/2 month long fashion internship (doing waitressing at night). This restaurant deserves its great reputation. I had never tasted such complex and delicate couscous flavours.
We eventually made our way back to 8 station, through the still buzzy streets of the East Village. We were tired by now so to avoid much more walking we caught an R train back to 42nd St station and then backtracked on our favourite line 1 train so we could land almost at the door of our apartment at around 12.30am.
Looking over to the Manhattan Bridge....
Over on the Brooklyn side we made our way to the Brooklyn Bridge Park from where we were able to enjoy, over the course of the next hour or so, the most wonderful light show.
As darkness fell we walked further up to the Brooklyn Promenade, making our way to Montague Street for a quick Brooklyn Lager at the Heights Cafe (the only way to grab a quick "bathroom" stop) and then on to the Court St subway, to catch an R train up to 8 St station on Broadway, near the East Village. It was after 10.00pm by now but we easily found our way to 6th St between 1st and 2nd Avenues - to the Zerza Restaurant at 308 E 6th St. We were very impressed that the almost empty (by now) restaurant was so welcoming and happy to feed us whatever we wanted. It was a Moroccan restaurant in the groovy East Village, and recommended to us by Imogen.
We loved our late meal, a meze plate to share, a lamb Berber couscous for Rob and a vegetable couscous for me, finished off with sweet (and beautiful) mint tea. We also loved our conversation with the young French girl serving us. She lives in Paris and was in NY on a 2 and 1/2 month long fashion internship (doing waitressing at night). This restaurant deserves its great reputation. I had never tasted such complex and delicate couscous flavours.
We eventually made our way back to 8 station, through the still buzzy streets of the East Village. We were tired by now so to avoid much more walking we caught an R train back to 42nd St station and then backtracked on our favourite line 1 train so we could land almost at the door of our apartment at around 12.30am.
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Have really enjoyed catching up on your last few days in New York Judy and Rob. Thank you for providing us with such a fascinating insight with your accounts and photos.
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