We arrived in New York at 4:30pm.. well, if we're being technical it was Newark, NJ- but it almost sounds the same! It was a warm night and we were getting hungry, that cheese omelet on the plane 4 hours earlier just wasn't cutting it, so we decided to explore the neighborhood and walked clear up to Greenwich Village from our hotel in the Lower East Side.
I was surprised at how safe I felt- I'm usually quite paranoid- but the city seemed quiet (apparently they don't start honking until you're trying to go to bed), clean, and welcoming. The shops stayed open until 8:00pm and all the restaurants were packed. Looked like it wouldn't be hard to find a great place to eat, but I did feel some pressure to choose "just the right one."
After walking in a huge loop, coming dangerously close to a "lack-of-food" induced break down we settled on Spitzer's (right next to our hotel) which boasts the best pickles since 1920- a little underdone if you ask me, could have used more time soaking up the yummy vinegar and salt- but I'm a savory person ;)
I'm beginning to love this city already....and we've only just begun to scratch the surface!