New York, 5.Day, Monday 13.12.2010

[picasaView album=’NYC05′ directview] The very fresh and crisp morning started once again in our favorite breakfast oasis Ottomanelli against the Amsterdam gourmet temple. The service behind the counter, the even worse and slurred the English language as we served, were now well briefed by the strange customs of the ancient world breakfast from Europe.
Become bolder, I allowed myself two croissants and a serving of jam (( radebrechende the service said "Jelly" to )) to order. The result was my desire almost very close: I got two croissants and a third croissant, However, this cut open and filled with jam. No matter, the freshly squeezed orange juice and the toasted bagel tasted excellent and the slight communication problems were eaten immediately. After the pieces of paper, Plastering cutlery and cardboard cups were thrown into the bucket, we wanted to put the trays back again. With a contemptuous gesture meant to us, that we really love everything and especially should also stuff the tray into the mouth of the bucket. Whether there now in the basement sort of paid workers, the trays back and reintegrate into the circulation, Now I can not say, but since in my memory, the surfaces were not quite as new, could well be the case.
We got back down into the subway and rode to the stop line 1er Cortlandt Street / West Broadway, doch die war TEMPORARILY CLOSED. So we had to go to the Rector Street and went from there over to the Trinity Church Wall Street. To Ground Zero, it was not far, it went past the old office skyscrapers and a busy construction noise started slowly from the background more and more into the foreground to push. It received us a metallic hammering and knocking accompanied by electrical Gesurre the cranes and the resounding echo from the surrounding high-rise buildings echoed and amplified again. The complete Ground Zero was surrounded by barbed wire fences and hung with printed Schedule, which should protect the unsightly hole from prying eyes. (( http://www.wtc.com )). The 1WTC, formerly called the Freedom Tower biggest tower of the new World Trade Center, was pulled up almost to the half and was reflected in the facade of 7WTC. It went briefly into the department store Century 21 (( http://www.c21stores.com/location_manhattan.html )) where we were very perforce a place to perform to our necessities. The staff did not even know exactly, where the bathrooms were and sent us twice in the first floor, then back to the Basement, there and back from one corner to the other. Either they wanted to treat ourselves to any relief or you wanted to pass safely guides customers targeted in all sorts of rummage. Man bekommt dort Markenklamotten, but it accompanied with unpleasant rummage gruff atmosphere of physical contact accompanied by many "excuse me". what prompted us immediately this temple of the market economy to leave annoyed.

It then went on to the Brooklyn Bridge, the steel beams were currently housed at the half in the direction of Brookly. So we went only to the middle, enjoyed the frosty outlook and let us impress of the many guyed steel cables, swelled the spaghetti straight from the brackets.
We we still marveled at the sweeping, twisted facade of fascinating Beekman Towers, left the bridge, designed by Frank Gehry ((Spiegel Online, 18.02.2011 about Frank Gehry and the Tower )), and were edged with cold winds to the right in the direction of Chinatown. Suddenly again changed the cityscape and somehow had the feeling, to have grown suddenly to 20cm. That was clearly the many Asians suddenly bustled around us like ants and conveyed the feeling, to be more in China than in Manhattan. The skuril seemingly spanned ducks body on display, somehow very irritating for me, invited the Asians in general the various places to eat a. Since I this island of Manhattan society, their rules, Customs and laws do not know, but I will not presume, to judge, and we decided, To test a local Chinese despite the very window dressing, especially since we were hungry by now well. Klaus told, that he had eaten something in Thailand, and took over the ordering process, to the I simply anhängte with "me to". "Will fit scho" I thought, when I heard a loud hacks off the counter and promptly came out at once two large plate of rice and pile chopped duck on our table. The soup tasted previously somehow "nierig" if you can imagine, that the kidney was poorly flushed. The duck tasted excellent, but an acute bone, suddenly stood across the mouth, reminded to exercise caution with the use of the muscles of mastication. Actually, almost all bones in the mouth and I was were clear, that the duck was not triggered, but completely hacked to the bone came on the rice dish. Somehow I missed the technique with such special food deal, and the yield of usable meat was of very low, what proved to be "chewed" so endlagerte bones on the plate between the rice was not really presentable, but still made the sight suddenly sick, or rather gave the signal to the stomach -> Stop! Good, for 4$ we were at the very least visually saturated and the stomach is not growling more, for any reason whatsoever.
The next target was the Flatiron Building, this very pointy high-rise on the corner of 5th Avenue and Broadway looks natura, when you stand in front just yet unreal and out of extreme, as it can appear on the images each. As a huge crowd narrow wall dominates the facade in front of a high and you also guessed almost the rear struts of timber shoring, if you go on the narrow front around the corner. As one of the oldest skyscrapers in Manhattan prophesied professionals soon tipping, whether the narrow floor plan and the winds occurring between the narrow streets.
We continued walking along Broadway to the corner of 34. Street to Herald Square, and visited the Macy's paid a visit, the largest department store in the world (( so says the advertising )) There we marveled at a very old wooden escalator, built 1927.

Macy's is a department store with the typical layout of the old classic honorable purchase houses from the early last century: Floors, not with high ceilings, and selling blocks of various goods. Actually, not very bright and friendly and very confusing, as well as the re-locating the restrooms. We were still about. 10 Blocks to Times Square and decided this time our luck with the steak-house, us on Saturday where a 30m long line (( It’s worth every Minute )) prevented them, to test the culinary effusions. What is missing here We got also the same assigned a place and drank fresh Budweiser on tap, what was proffered us from eisbecherartigen huge walled plastic cups. On my remark back, that are served in Germany from such cups ice, laughed and said the operation knowing that it would be here just different, and the beer at the Oktoberfest would be better anyway. We settled on starters (( http://dallasbbq.com / starters )) , So talk about appetizers and I opted for a NY Cut Sirloin Steak (( http://dallasbbq.com / steak )) . The operator looked at us incredulously, than we thought, that everything was surprised and moved from there. As we watched the neighboring tables as, we were a critical view of the operation, however, clear. Next to each table, a side table was asked what one giant plate of fries from the mountains, Burgers, Wings, Spare Rips presented, because there is no place would have been on the table. Then our neighbors the parts rather disgusting somehow stuffed into the gum line, read casually in her smartphone; Food items that were rolling on the floor would have fed whole pack of dogs.
After leaving the table immediately danced a whole brigade cleaning and wiping very fast the dog food from the floor and the rest left behind pig trough clean again. After less than two minutes, the next guests were already headed back to the now "clean" table. My 300 Gram sirloin steak was then buried under a mountain of fries and also big enough for me. We hurried and then I decided the dessert at Cold Stone (( http://www.coldstonecreamery.com/icecream/signature_creations.html )) next door to buy, as was recommended to me at the Steak House.
In this ice-salon you could select a portion of ice cream, the smallest serving is about three balls collide with us. This ice is then on a cold stone slab, mixed with fresh ingredients selectable. The choice was banana pieces, different types of berries, Nuts and other fruits. Or you can draw on final compositions, making the process significantly accelerated, because of the sheer variety is overwhelming wealth.

With full stomachs we walked back to the subway and headed to our home base is still around the corner at La grolla a delicious espresso with perfect crema from this time very much thick-walled small cups to enjoy a nightcap.