Eat Your Heart Out

Neither Stephen or I had ever been to Brooklyn's famed collection of trendy and delicious food stalls, and this total lack of knowledge led us to kick off this bucket list day with a mistake. We first travelled to the Williamsburg Smorgasburg location because we're idiots.... well I am, but Stephen is for listening to me. Anyway, in case you don't know Smorgasburg has two locations. On Saturdays, the food fair can be found in Williamsburg, and on Sundays, it's in Prospect Park. For my non-New-York readers, those places, while both in Brooklyn, are roughly an hour from each other on public transport. Well, you live and learn, I guess... we laughed and got over it (eventually).

Here's Stephen when we for real made it to Prospect Park. The sheer number of stalls is immense, so we first took a literal lap to scope it out and make a game plan.

Cheesecake pops, ramen burgers, french fries, ice cream, lobster rolls, coffee... it's all so overwhelming, especially in the sweltering heat. As we were contemplating what to try, we discussed what it would be like to open a food stall together. I assumed Stephen would suggest making and selling something cute like ice cream sandwiches, but that was not the case. Stephen suggested we sell gourmet butter. I guess Stephen wants to open a stall at Smorgasburg in Colonial America, and seemed unperturbed when I mentioned no one eats raw butter.    

Looking back at this picture, I realized that those little holes are for our arms. I did not pick up on that at the time. 

This is Stephen attempting to find shade anywhere possible. I want to say it was upwards of 90 degrees, but maybe I'm exaggerating. 

Stephen made fun of me for getting this salad wrap, but jokes on him because it was delicious. 

I also stole a few of his fries. Clearly the heat was making us delusional. 

This is rose ice cream with cinnamon roasted almonds in a cinnamon cone. I loved it, but Stephen was not about it at all. 

Iced coffee tastes a 1000 times better when you literally feel like you're in hell it's so hot. 

Here we have trendy rolled ice cream that we did not wait in line for. 

At the end of the day, we left Smorgasburg just as you're supposed to leave any food fair: full and happy. 

We were crazy bucket-list-ambitious with our plans on this day, so from Prospect Park, we hopped on the Q to Coney Island. We'll both be sharing that on the blogs later this week, so be sure to check back soon. 

And of course, you'll want to hear Stephen's hilarious take on this glorious food fair, so get to clickin'.