In case you were wondering… marathon training is going splendidly! But I’ve been cramming as much summer fun as possible in between those morning miles, track repeats and long Sunday runs, which has made it nearly impossible to find time for blogging. But I’m here right now, armed with an iPhone full of recent photos begging to be shared, and you know what that means? It’s time for a roundup of all the cool non-running things I’ve been up to! (Exhibit A: Popsicles and a stroll on The High Line, above).
One of the draws of moving to eastern Pennsylvania for work was its proximity to New York, and I finally boarded a bus bound for the Big Apple a couple weeks ago to meet up with a few friends there. Adventure commenced immediately after arriving at Port Authority, starting with salteñas (a sort of Bolivian soup-dumpling-meets-empanada) at Turnstyle under Columbus Circle, and then gelato and a walk through Central Park. Midday, we found ourselves at The Met, which I can thank for this panoramic view.
I spent the majority of the weekend in Brooklyn eating and drinking with friends (and getting hooked on Stranger Things, because I’m always late to the party). I highly recommend The Saint Catherine, where you can get 2-for-1 brunch cocktails if you sit at the bar. And the Ooey Gooey Butter Cake ice cream from Ample Hills lived up to the hype from my friend Zach.
But it wasn’t all food and beverages, my friends. This tourist had to check out another museum, so I went to the Brooklyn Museum and browsed the special exhibitions, including Disguise: Masks and Global African Art, which included works from several artists who explored the transformative power of masks and “hidden realities about society.” Not only was it thought-provoking, but I think I even spotted the chameleon from Tangled…
Sick of New York yet? Pff, as if that’s possible. But I also went to Philadelphia—twice!—so I’ll share a highlight reel because I’m tired and have 400-meter repeats to do before work in the morning…
I think this is the place where dreams come true. Mine probably would have if the line for donuts at Beiler’s Bakery weren’t so darn long on a Saturday. But I did get a roast pork sandwich at DiNic’s, as the locals instructed me to do. The pork is so juicy that no condiment is needed for extra moisture, though I wish I’d gotten the broccoli rabe rather than the spinach.
Home of cheap, spongy and totally delicious Swiss rolls. (I split one with a friend despite having just scarfed that roast pork sandwich.)
The Liberty Bell
Even though it was sweltering both days I visited the city, I was charmed by its historic district with its Revolution-era taverns and many cellar doors.
Because all good things end with dessert, I stopped here before leaving Philly. My hot and fresh cinnamon brown sugar doughnut and cold brew did not let me down. I rode that sugar high all the way home to the Lehigh Valley.
YOUR TURN: Got any Philly recommendations?