Last winter Guy and I were always out doing warm weather activities in the cold. We went to the Top of The Rockefeller in the snow; attempted to walk the High Line in sub zero temperatures; and I gave him a walking tour of Brooklyn on what was probably one of the coldest days of the season. We decided to walk the Brooklyn Bridge and take a ride on the Staten Island Ferry while the weather is still decent so that’s what we did on Saturday.
We were supposed to go to church first but Guy showed up late (that dude has serious time management problems) so I just gave him a side eye and continued to live stream the service when he got to my house with this bouquet of flowers. I love flowers though so I didn’t stay mad for too long.
I suggested we walk the bridge and get a hot dog from a street vendor (classic New York meal) once we got to the other side, but Guy has a serious fear of street carts. Since he nixed that idea, we went to a new restaurant in Brooklyn called Morgans. We shared 3/4lbs of brisket, 16 oz of macaroni and cheese, 8 oz of Texas red chile (yes, chile and not chili), 8 oz of potato salad and some cornbread. I’m always nervous about trying new potato salad but it ended up being my favorite item. Poor Guy barely got any. Next time, I’ll get that in a large size and skip the mac and cheese and cornbread. They were both good, but the potato salad was amazing. Dinner turned out to be much better than a street cart hotdog would’ve been, but sometimes nothing beats a hotdog with ketchup, mustard, sauerkraut and red onions when you’re on the go.
After we stuffed our faces, we took the train downtown to the BK bridge entrance. The walk was the perfect opportunity to work off all of those calories we ingested.
I really need to take a camera class because I could not how to fix the settings on the camera!
We were running behind schedule so instead of walking down to the ferry landing, we got on the train a few stops. As usual, I fell asleep during the ride. Guy asked if I wanted to keep on the train and go straight home but I said no, so off we went. Everyone was running when we got off the train so we ran with them trying to catch the 11:30 ferry. It ended up leaving late, so our run was in vain.
We planned to turn right around and head back to Manhattan but our ferry arrived late so we had to wait a whole hour for the next one. By the time we boarded the return ferry at 1AM I was tired and cranky. The doors and windows were open and the wind whipped through the lower cabin. I huddled up to Guy for warmth, wishing I had my onesie with me the whole time. It was very cold on the water at that hour, so this date would’ve probably been better in July or August, but I had a good time nonetheless.
If you’re looking for a fun cheap date in NYC, a walk across the Brooklyn Bridge, a ride on the Staten Island Ferry, or both is perfect when the temperature is above 70. Neither of them cost any money. Throw in a couple of hotdogs and soda from a street cart and you’ve got yourself a date for under $10!