We went for Dim Sum at New Kam Man in Chinatown. We waited about 20 minutes for our number to be called and then journeyed up a long escalator to a massive banquet room filled with maybe 200 tables, and were seated with 2 elderly Chinese ladies with whom we interacted not at all. Cerin, the expert, selected for us steamed dumplings (peanut and pork being the best), fried calamari (not so good with their oddly buttery flavor), funky white things with chicken inside, and delicious sesame-coated balls of goodness.
For dessert we went to Rice to Riches, 37 Spring Street in Nolita. Pat and I had been there before, when we stumbled upon it during a post-Thanksgiving pizza excursion. It is a slick, cheeky rice pudding bar, with irreverent "grains" (ha ha ha) of wisdom on rice-shaped signs everywhere and maybe 15 flavors of thick rice pudding, plus toppings ("Jesus droppings"). Pat and I shared a 2-serving bowl with caramel and panna cotta flavors; Cerin had chocolate hazelnut. Mouthwatering.
Then we went to a hat shop, The Village Scandal, and Cerin and I each bought one. Mine is a yellow fedora that gives me a Dick Tracy air and makes me feel like a hip New Yorker.
Before heading out of town, Cerin picked up some items to go at Ennju, her favorite Japanese restaurant, at 20 E 17th St.
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