So we've had a bit of a random night tonight. Let me run you through it blow by blow.
After some house cleaning we decided to head up for Friday night Ellos. Well that's pretty much what we do every Friday (Ellos not the cleaning). For the less knowledgable Ellos is our local burger joint and is a cross between McDonalds and your local fish and chip type burger. Of all the gin places in this town we always seem to end up there.
We both had a little sweet tooth going on after and went to stop at Maccas for a Sundae but I think we came across the only Maccas store in the entire US of A that did not sell Sundaes. It's almost as bad as the KFC on 14th st which does not sell the chips. We then ventured back home and busted a bottle of Veuve to celebrate a happy friday. Since polishing that off and watching a pretty average movie the sweet tooth came back and this time it had to be dealt with.
It's at this point that I come to the punchline as to why I love NYC. It's 10pm at night and I want Cheesecake. I'm not talking frozen Sara Lee crap but proper calobusting ole New York Cheese Cake. Oh and did I mentioned I want it delivered. So a quick call to our local diner and I got two slices of delicious cheesecake delivered.
Pop quiz. How many cities in the world can you order a couple of slices of Cheesecake at 10pm at night and get it delivered?
Too spoilt. Looks amazing
ReplyDeleteRather good, but maybe not quite as good as 'pav'. It is pretty cool though that you can have things delivered so easily!
ReplyDeleteEspecially my "pav" yummo.
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