The options were quite limited though, so I settled for the smoked salmon and bagel stack, while my friend chose coddled egg soft polenta. After waiting a while, my food arrived. The bowl of fresh fruits contained berries, figs and melon. Meanwhile, the croissant was served with fruit jam, Nutella and butter. The golden colored croissant was soft and airy on the inside. Unfortunately, it was served cold, resulting in a chewy texture.
Not long after I finished my croissant, the server brought out the smoked salmon and bagel stack. Featuring stacked bagel slices, the portion was considerably big for Asian standards.
The glossy bagels were topped with a generous amount of smoked salmon, tomatoes, sliced red onion and capers with cream cheese on the side.
The flavor was decent, a combination of salty salmon with a touch of sourness from the capers. The bagel was hard, but the edges were crunchy. It was quite a task to cut the salmon and bagel all together, requiring me to eat it layer by layer. We are reviewing your property thoroughly in order to properly give it the attention it deserves. If you do not hear back from us within four weeks we kindly invite you to submit again at a later date.
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They weren't very soft, and just didn't taste as good as I wanted them to. I didn't come here expecting to be blown away. For me, I think the ambiance lived up to its expectations, but I was pretty disappointed that my waffle wasn't up to par.
I'm sure other dishes were probably better. If ever given the chance to go back, I'm going to try the bagel castle. Both Sarah and I decided not to get any dessert. The noise level was decent — we were probably the loudest ones there. The dishes were spaced out fine, and the hosts did not try to rush us as we talked.
In the beginning, things appeared to be a bit slow, but that was only because they had just opened up. If anything, my coffee cup was never empty. Overall, the experience inside was quite nice, even if my waffle was not. I took my waffle home and, of course, the to-go bag was on theme. Though, I admit I did think that was a sticky note in the middle of the bag and promptly tried to tear it off before I realized it was not.
It would depend on the day, her mood. Fred in the books — or Paul in the movie — would do all he could to book her the reservation, but there's no telling she would show up. It would be too much of a reality, a dream she's not ready to fulfill. Maybe in the movie she was less of an indecisive person, but in the book she was just a young girl trying to find herself. The book began when she was only 19 and followed her through her early 20s.
She was somewhat of a high-end call girl , in contrast to the socialite figure Hepburn turned her into. Most importantly, she went to Tiffany, not necessarily because she loved the jewelry or the diamonds or the silver, but because there was something about it which settled the angst inside of her; the anxiety of life. But I know what it's like In the book, Golightly said going to Tiffany always gave her peace, especially on the days when thinking of the future gave her anxiety.
For her, jumping in a taxi and going to Tiffany was one way to settle her nerves. Sarah and I got off on the second floor and walked over to Audrey Hepburn's photo. The photo meant so much to me growing up. I found myself walking around, window shopping, looking at the nice diamond rings on display. Calms me down right away. The quietness and the proud look of it.
Nothing very bad could happen to you there. Times have changed, to say the least. Approaching the store requires maneuvering, at any hour, around large, ugly plastic barriers, and, for a certain kind of person, thinking about the state of the nation.
Standing on the opposite side of the street, waiting to cross, just after ten, I squinted and looked for a line, outside of either the Fifth Avenue entrance or the Fifty-seventh Street one, but I saw no one.
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