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Coffee Anyone?

 

Today is gloomy and rainy.  What better day to head out to one of my favorite coffee shops in the city, Amy’s Bread!  No, not because it’s named Amy, but for everything else that makes grabbing a coffee in the city enjoyable.  This West Village coffee and bread hot spot has a European cozy charm with only a few intimate bistro tables, the smell of bread baking as you enter, and corner windows with perfect views for people and cabby watching, while you bite into some delicious fresh bread and sip coffee from grande mugs without handles.  Amy’s is more known for their European style breads rather than coffee, but in my opinion, they are both exceptional!  In November 2010, Dessert Professional Magazine, named Amy one of the Top 10 Best Bread Bakers in America.   Their breads can also be found in many high-end restaurants around the city, that don’t bake their own bread.  Not to mention, this corner bakery is in the heart of one of my favorite neighborhoods, the West Village.  Are you ready for some coffee, yet?  I am!  I’ll meet you there!

Each of their twist breads have unique flavors, and looking at how the breads are displayed, it’s fun just picking one out!  What should we choose today?

I tried to order something different, but couldn’t resist my favorite, Sourdough Twist With Chocolate!  So yummy!!  Always tempted to go back for seconds.  Also, no grande, just a small coffee for me today, still counting baby calories.  Got to cut somewhere, just not from my Twist!

If you’re interested in pasteries and cupcakes, I am!  Above is Amy’s dessert cookbook.  I haven’t tried any recipes yet, but might for the holidays!  Click on the image above to order or find out more from Amazon.

Where do you enjoy having your coffee or tea or whatever you fancy?  I would love to hear about it.  Have a great weekend!

Until next ride,

Amy

A Splurge

This weekend I admit I splurged.  I just had to have it!

As I walked down the West Village cobblestone streets, with my family, strolling in and out of the trendy boutiques, admiring the store front windows, peeking in the high-end mom and pops restaurants envisioning ourselves eating there someday, meandering through a couple of my favorite side streets admiring the beautiful brownstones on Charles and Perry, yet knowing all too well, what was tempting me only one block away.  Was I trying to purposely distract myself by taking slight detours, was I trying to use the cute boutiques and cafes as deterrents?  Somehow, I’m not sure how, I don’t think I know how it happened, but I ended up face to face with it.  There it was in the window looking right at me.  It was a Magnolia cupcake!

It had been so very long.  I remembered waiting in their outside line for up to an hour, wrapped around the corner, on hot summer days or at 2am, just for a cupcake; however, for the last year sweets have been off-limits, while I worked tirelessly to lose my post-pregnancy weight.  I’m oh-so-close to reaching my goal!  I have now lost almost 50 pounds, with 5 pounds still looming over me.  Everything that has entered my mouth, for the last year, has been a calorie count.   Dieting has not been easy, to say the very least, and as I looked at the cupcake in the window, I saw my 5 pounds staying with me a little longer, but didn’t care.  This was no ordinary cupcake and today was the day.  I was going to splurge.

 Magnolia is a cozy vintage bakery that has become iconic over time.  Cupcakes lovers and tourists from all over will  stand in line, at all hours, for hours, for one small cupcake.  The old fashioned store has been feature on numerous TV shows and popular movies.  When entering, you hand pick a soft colored vanilla or chocolate cupcake, probably take a picture or two, or someone may ask you to take their picture.  After I took a happy cupcake lover’s picture, I carefully picked my splurge and chose water over milk; a little less calories and a little less guilt.

We walked over to a park bench, I carefully unwrapped the cupcake and took my, which felt like my first ever, bite; sweet, moist, and oh-so-decedent, just as I remembered.  I took only a couple bites, stopped just before the guilt set in and felt satisfied.  Delicious!  Hit the spot!

Maybe on our next stroll in the West Village I’ll be down the last 5 pounds of baby weight and my reward will be the whole cupcake!  A reward at the calorie counting finish line!

Do you have a favorite type of food you indulge in?  What are your taste buds’ weakness?

Until next ride,

Amy

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