Floats for the Post

I've started doing some writing for the New York Post, which has taken me on more than a few delicious adventures including amazing rotisserie chicken at 606 R&D in Prospect Heights and beautifully creamy homemade ricotta and gnocchi at Alimentari & Vineria in Noho. More recently, I tapped into my sweet side, sampling some of the city's most insane floats.

The decadence of the three scoops of cinnamon gelato, paired with crunchy bits of chocolate-covered graham crackers, white chocolate hazelnut meringue cookies, tiny cubes of espresso gelée, shards of milk chocolate embedded with pop rocks, and stout beer at the courtyard restaurant of the New York Palace hotel just didn't come across in my photo.

Thank god there are professionals for that.

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Breakfast club at Locande Verde

I love breakfasting with Ben. We eat so well together.

After our stellar pastry basket at Morandi, there was no way we weren't getting the "pastry mista" at Locande Verde.





From display of such delights as orange chocolate chip scones, cranberry spice bread, apple cider doughnuts and more, we made our selection of three.


Olive oil cake. Still warm. Moist with a beautiful nutty-sweet crust.


A polenta blueberry muffin. Savory and light with bright berries.


And the rich and lovely chocolate cinnamon roll. Every bit as delicious as it looks.


All gone too quickly.

Cinnamon bun breakfast at Sugarplum cake shop

I’ve been keen to go to Sugarplum for some time now. A New Yorker emailed me with the hot tip of the new American-style cafe/bakery opening months ago and I know Melissa at Prete-Moi Paris is a huge fan.

But what can I say? I sometimes get lazy about going to a new arrondissement, especially when there is so much deliciousness in my own quartier.

But finally, with the excuse of meeting beautiful Britta of My Black Book on a snowy Saturday morning, I went. And now, of course, I’m kicking myself that it took so long.

Just look at this place:


Cakes, cookies, cupcakes!


Cinnamon buns, muffins, scones!


Pie, tarts and Hello Dollies!


It’s heaven.

Britta and I were both suckered by the giant cinnamon buns as Laurel told us they were the most recent items to be pulled from the oven.


Dense and warm, with a slightly sour cream cheese frosting, it was brilliant.

Our order didn’t stop Laurel from also generously sharing some cake with us: one was a carrot cake with cream cheese frosting and the other was a tart and lovely vanilla cake with lemon curd.

Both were delicious, as expected.

But now my big mission before leaving Paris is to get across town again to sample those chocolate chip cookies.