Phil and Sarah Laeger are in the city this weekend and we headed down to Little Italy and SoHo yesterday afternoon. No sooner had we come up out of the subway when we realized that a street festival was going on on Mulberry. Apparently it was the Feast of Saint Anthony because a small, but loud parade went by us and indicated as much. But that's neither here nor there. What is significant is that right at the front of the street fair was a zeppoli booth that also had one of the most delectable treats I've ever experienced--the deep fried oreo. It's really hard to describe what it tastes like when you take a cookie that's cream filled drop it in dough and then drop that in a fry-o-later and then hit it with some powdered sugar. Wow! There really is nothing richer or sweeter or probably worse for you. But they taste absolutely incredible.
Phil and Sarah had not heard of, let alone experienced deep fried oreo bliss so we all enjoyed packing on some pounds with some cholesterol packed goodness.
SoHo was incredibly crowded as it's a holiday weekend. But we were able to go to Phil's church, otherwise known as Station A, the SoHo apple store.
It's just the craziest clean white techno store. Employees wear shuffles around their necks. There is a "genius bar" where fashionably dressed and coiffed apple employees answer your questions. There's a full-on theater style interactive classroom. The line to purchase was incredibly long. We would have stayed longer, but Phil was drooling all over all the shiny white and silver apple stuff. It was kind of embarassing really.
