a lunch at SoHo Park

While I was only craving espresso, the prospect of soup and a warm place to camp out, brought SoHo Park into good thoughts. The buzzing venue offers rapid service at the walk-up counter. Despite the full bar + temptation of bourbon to line my shivering ribs, I opted for a skim cappuccino and the house roasted tomato soup. My company ventured to the Caesar salad with a fountain coke.


We snagged a few raised chairs at a long, communal table. The couple next to us offered to move over to lend more space. My piping hot cappuccino and soup forced me to sip with much care, a detail I didn't mind as I defrosted shedding my winter coat, hat, gloves and scarf. The finishing touches are what make SoHo Park: buttery croutons topping my soup, cinnamon on the coffee. I will certainly step through the doors again. The burgers and Belgian style frites look amazing!

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Midtown Lunch, Toasties.

I must report! I finally jumped on the Toasties train for lunch. Admittedly, I'd turned up my nose a few times at the cafeteria-esque look of their hot (non-self serve) buffet...It just smells like, I don't know, old gravy? Due to a recent boycott on PAX, I was picking up a few sandwiches for the CEO this afternoon. I glanced up from barking my orders and corrections to see the "Alice."

Fresh shaved turkey breast, creamy brie, thinly sliced Granny Smith apples and spinach on seven grain bread. DE(yes ephmasis)licious! And hearty- I still have half saved for later. My only complaint is the the bread suspiciously stuck to the roof of my mouth- in that wonderbread sort of way. Perhaps I will request a baguette next time.