I have friends who go to Hawaii to sleep. The Huz and I went to New York to get busy. As I mentioned in my 2017 summer bucket list, one of my goals was to jet off on a couple’s trip. My requirements weren’t outrageous. I simply required a suitable travel destination for sleep, sex and shopping. Obviously not in that order, because I really, really dig shopping. A city break was what I was after, and New York ticked all the right boxes. Yes, just last month, I got my quick and efficient weekend nookie run.
Starting off classy
We flew on Aeroplan points, and splurged on business class. #WorthIt. Within minutes of settling into my roomy Air Canada seat, I started feeling giddy. One glass of wine in, I was completely dissolved. Just like that, I was no longer anything to anybody. I was simply me, on a plane with a guy I adored and an adventure at my feet. What would we do? Where would we eat? I really didn’t care. The plan for this trip was to go wherever the wind took us.
I was so in vacay mode, I forgot my unread copy of Canadian Living in the seat pocket in front of me – a critical error for a travel writer-cum-magazine junkie. At the time, however, I gave zero f***s about 30 minute meals. This was a romantic couples trip. In the city that never sleeps! Would we?
Where do couples go in New York?
NYC is vast, but we totally nailed the location. I knew Soho was where
we OK I, needed to be. My first hour on the ground, I stumbled upon the Dominique Ansel Bakery. These dudes invented the cronut! It was so close, I nipped in once a day for sugary sustenance. Trend alert: expect warm chocolate chip cookie shots filled with Tahitian vanilla infused milk to make its way to a bakery near you. I didn’t end up trying one, but I did buy the molds so Eve could make them for me at home.
We were also nearby Laduree, my all time favourite patisserie. For breakfast I tucked into le pain perdu a la rose. Trop de dreamy! Warm french toast drizzled with raspberry coulis and lashed with rose whipped cream always sets the right tone for the day, n’est-ce pas?
Romantic dining in NYC
Without making a single reservation, I managed to hit all the resto hotspots on my list. Balthazar was tops for breakfast and I’m still enjoying their sourdough I smuggled back to Canada. Mario Batali’s food emporium Eataly sports half a dozen Italian restaurants, and it’s set up like a market between them. For a splurge, we went the oysters and champagne route at Aqua Grill, before moving onto a pretty good (but not great) risotto and crab.
Surprisingly, I wasn’t that into shopping. I hit a few cool boutiques and found the Target in Tribeca. Oh, and MOMA. Museum shops are the best for gifts. Besides spending a considerable amount of time in our hotel room (wink), we ended up doing a lot of walking. Far too much walking for a sexy getaway. We especially could’ve done without walking two and a half hours all over Brooklyn to arrive at Lucali (reputed to be the best pizza in NYC) and find it closed. Thanks a lot, Google! Now I’ll never know why couples like Bey and Jay Z head here for romantic dinners.
New York was short, but sweet. Weeks later, I’m still so proud we made this vacation happen. It wasn’t so much the destination – though NYC was great. It was more the sense of possibility it afforded. This was a trip where we could do anything we wanted at anytime. Freeing ourselves from our schedule, email and social media was the biggest break. Getting a little somethin’ somethin’ on the side was an added bonus. I guess it didn’t matter so much where the travel took us, but that we did it. It being the trip together, of course.
What’s your favourite city for romantic getaways?