NYC Part I: Lower East Side


Hooray! I didn't fall through the subway grate in NYC. It was a danger, you know. But I had a fantastic visit.

The best shopping I did was on the Lower East Side. I was trying to find things that I can't get in Houston.

First of all, I'm glad I finally got to go to Muji, even though I'm now convinced that "Muji" is Japanese for "Ikea." Pearl River Mart was a lot of fun, and I got the cutest tote EVER while I was there (see above) [you can actually buy it on the Internet]. Dean and Deluca had some great stuff, though it was so packed you could barely turn around. I didn't buy much there, because you can actually get fetishized produce in Houston. Oh, but they had very small pouches of Kookabura licorice, which I've been wanting to try. [FYI: the black tastes even more like licorice, so if that's your thing, you'd like it. I really liked the red -- the texture was so much better than Red Vines.]

I missed Ted Muehling because they were closed on Sundays (thought I checked that...). So I didn't get to visit my favorite earrings.

Russ and Daughters was pretty amazing. A TINY little shop -- all the pictures make it look bigger -- and it was absolutely mobbed on Sunday. I was on an errand to bring back bialys for Letitia. I asked the man at the counter, "What kind of bialys do you have?" and he gave me a lecture on how there was only ONE kind of bialy; "they don't make blueberry banana bialys or whatevah." He was funny in a gruff way.

While I was in the neighborhood I ate lunch at Ray's Pizzeria. It was fine. The sausage was pretty good. I think it must have been authentic because there were people shouting at each other in Italian while I was there.

Okay, more later.

Comments

  1. AnonymousJanuary 13, 2010 at 5:11 PM

    cute tote - looks like you are having a great trip.

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  2. jenJanuary 13, 2010 at 10:11 PM

    I've always wanted to go to Pearl River Mart. Must go on my next trip in!

    And YES to the Muji/IKEA comparison!! I was surprised. Next time you should go to Takashimaya on 5th Ave. VERY VERY fancy and I think 3 or 4 stories high. Packaging TO DIE FOR.

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  3. mamacitaJanuary 13, 2010 at 10:14 PM

    I did go there! Stay tuned...

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  4. jenJanuary 13, 2010 at 10:25 PM

    Trolling the Pearl River Mart, I found THIS http://pearlriver.com/v2/FramesCat.asp?iGroup=258

    Pretty sure a Jewish girl shouldn't carry it though....

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  5. jenJanuary 13, 2010 at 10:26 PM

    CRAP. It didn't post the "Lookin good for Jesus bag."

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