Times Square

Once again I’ve gotten so far behind in posting about our trip that we’ve since done other things I want to post about.

Oh well, they’ll just have to wait as I try to rush through the rest of our visit to New York City.

When I last left off, we were on our way to R’s apartment for a rest and a wash-up. We sat out on the patio for a little while, drinking beer, talking, and getting caught up with each other until it was time to get ready for dinner.

For dinner that night we went to Mamlouk in the East Village. Once again the restaurant does not have their own website so here are some details:

211 E. 4th St.
New York, NY 10009

(Photo by Younga Park)

Mamlouk is a Middle Eastern restaurant that has a 6-course prix fixe menu that changes daily. They have two seatings for dinner: One at 7:00pm and one at 9:00pm. We went to the 9:00pm seating.

I loved the atmosphere at Mamlouk.

(Photo by Younga Park)

We were seated at one of these bench/sofa type areas with the comfy pillows and the round table with the copper top. It was relaxing and comfortable, especially in the candlelight. The atmosphere is romantic and transporting. I felt as though we’d entered another part of the world as soon as we stepped inside.

Dinner began with great pita bread (plain and seasoned) and a fantastic meze that included hummus, baba ghannouj, stuffed grape leaves, muhammara (a Middle Eastern hot/spicy dip), served with small bowls of raw vegetables, olives, fresh yogurt and tahini. That was followed by a minty fattoush (bread and vegetable) salad.

The next course was a delicious vegetable soup, followed by two meat courses (sea bass and grilled lamb). Both meat courses included vegetable dishes that complimented the meats well.

We had a lovely white wine with our meal, but I don’t know what kind or brand as R picked out the wine and I didn’t have a chance to look at the bottle. I’ll have to ask him the next chance I get because it was a wonderfully refreshing wine that went well with everything we had to eat that evening.

The food was beautifully prepared and presented. The variety of tastes and textures was fantastic. The friends, the meal, the ambiance, the Middle Eastern music, and the fabulous baklava and mint tea for dessert all made for an exotic and entrancing experience.

The only thing missing was the belly dancing.  Mamlouk usually has belly dancing on Saturdays, but the belly dancer must have been taking the night off or something as we saw no sign of her.

I’m not sure what time we finished dinner, but I’m sure it took us at least two hours, perhaps a little longer. There was nothing rushed or hurried about the meal, something else I thoroughly enjoyed about it.

We followed dinner with a quick trip to Times Square so M and I could see all the lights. I have to tell ya, I was impressed with Picadilly Circus when we went to London, but Times Square puts it to shame. More lights, more people, more everything.

(Times Square. Photo by Robin. June 2007)

R dropped us off and we walked a few blocks while I gaped, gawked, and took a lot of photos. The number of people walking around at midnight amazed me. Everyone seemed to be having a good time, as if it were all one great big party. I can’t imagine what it must be like on New Year’s Eve.

(Times Square. Photo by Robin. June 2007)

(Times Square. Photo by Robin. June 2007)

(Times Square. Photo by Robin. June 2007)

(Times Square. Photo by Robin. June 2007)

(Times Square. Photo by Robin. June 2007)

One more and we’ll leave the cathedral of advertising.

(Times Square. Photo by Robin. June 2007)

I should be able to finish this up tomorrow. I hope.

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