Despite the sleety Saturday weather, we knew what we needed to do next.
No trip to SoHo is complete without a stop at Balthazar Bakery.
So off we schlepped from Pearl Paint to the best breads in the city, slipping and sliding in a few spots while we got our bearings and finally came to Spring Street.
SoHo was alive with visitors from the tri-state area and foreign countries alike - all intent on getting their shopping on.
And once inside, the tiny bakery was crammed full of people, jostling for position and craning their necks to see what was for sale.
In front of the croissants and brioche, some lovely little desserts tempted those ahead of me.
But for this trip, it was no time for pastries - and we would be in and out of there in 7 minutes. I was squarely focused on the items that would travel well for a day wandering the city:
A few chocolate madeleines...
A multi-grain loaf... (which, in the end, was way too overdone for my taste)
A perfect French boule...
And to top it all off: two decadently frosted chocolate-on-chocolate cake doughnuts.
It was these doughnuts that helped Mr Spandrel and me ease into a lazy Sunday the next day, while we enjoyed the warmth of the house and the lights on our Christmas tree, as I regaled him with tales of the trip to the city, reconnecting with my dear old friend.
But, oh, did I mention brunch?
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2 comments:
Breakfast at Balthazar is my favourite. It's as good as the brunch, but without the weekend crowds. I love it.
Happy New Year Spandrel :-)
Thanks so much, Fish!
You're so right - I had breakfast just once at Balthazar, having braved the crowds a few times for brunch... and the difference was night and day.
Hope you have a very Happy New Year, too!
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