NYC Night 1

I was quite peeved when we walked into our hotel room at the Mansfield in Midtown. There was a queen-sized bed, a small desk, and a chair with no room to roll your luggage. Tiny! It’s been years since I’ve stayed in a NYC hotel. I guess that timeframe was enough to forget that NYC hotels are mini. I remember staying at the Helmsley across from Central Park. My work was footing the $950 a night bill and I was so furious at the motel-like conditions I demanded another room. The receptionist said that most of the rooms were like that and if I went to any other hotel in the area, I’d find that the rooms were either similar or worse. With that in mind, I’d actually recommend the Mansfield. It’s a clean respectable hotel with a nice library, and you cannot beat the price for what you get. Also, it’s conveniently located a few blocks away from the Bryant Park and Times Square subway lines.

Cheese. Here we are at the Spotted Pig–a popular gastropub in the West Village. That smile must have been before we tried the food which was doused in butter and overly-salted. Great atmosphere, don’t go for the food. Luckily, I’d already had excellent italian food at Accademia di Vino.