At noon, I had a spirited, not to mention yummy lunch with Maria and G. at a Japanese ramen place. And I can easily say it was, taste-wise, levels above the SF place. The staff was arm and welcoming and the food was flavorful and piping hot. It looks like a welcome addition to this strange and dream-like East Village.
Later that evening, I went on a culinary expedition of the East Village with G. Not one to disappoint G. came up with the perfect jewel of a place, Caracas Arepa Bar, a Venezuelan delight. We had De Pollo Arepa, .
After dinner we ambled, belly-full and happy to Bua for some highly recommended pomegranate martini's. I should stop and clarify that my alcoholic beverage guru is thiacyn, who has opened my eyes to the colored and colorful world of % alcohol beverages. Bua was a cool, stone, brick and dark wood affair. The nice bartender squeezed us in for Happy Hour, for $5 drinks. The most important news we gleamed during this pivotal time, wasn't how many calories are in POM but that the bartender's brother and co-owner of the bar is also G.'s neighbor.
Afterwards, we soldiered on, to 10 Degrees, a much-hyped, wine bar. While is seemed like the win selection was limited, once we had inhaled the bouquet and tasted our first sips it was clear that each vintage had been selected after careful consideration.
Having spent all night in mood-lit places (read: candlelight), we were ready for a more cheesy and well-lit locale. We met up with HP and her friend and I enjoyed a banana ice cream with a sugar cone at Sundaes & Cones. Sadly, ice cream, or sorbet has been a re-occurring theme. And while I like banana dessert in all forms, GROM still owns my heart and soul. We ended the night with some Jon and Kate Plus 8 (I knew G. and I were friends for a reason!).
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