|At the entrance of Eataly|
May be being in hog heaven is like going to Disneyland. And, for me, an adult version of Disneyland is a beautiful market. Harrods Food Halls in London is a favorite stop. Every time I go there, I wish I had a nearby apartment with with a full kitchen. However, I do not have an apartment in London, and it is a bit far to travel just for groceries.
Then there is the open air market in Zagreb.
|Fresh water crabs|
A fabulous selection of fresh food and flowers but inconveniently far.
Closer to home, though still far, is Eataly in Manhattan off of Madison Square Park [not to be confused with Madison Square Garden]. From the minute I walked into Eataly until the minute I left, I had a broad smile on my face. I was ready to buy everything but Mr. Wonderful pointed out that carrying fresh fish and fruit on the airplane to California would not work. I said, "wouldn't it be great to have an apartment with full kitchen here in New York?" [Hint, hint] He just raised his eye brows and said that if it is really successful, then there will soon be an Eataly in LA and the drive will be doable. [Hmmm.]
After a walk up and down each aisle, I narrowed by immediate wants and bought pasta, nougats and a few sauces. But, oh how I wish I could have done more.
Fresh pasta before...
Unlike Harrods, Eataly specializes in Italian imports and cuisine. Even though Mr. Wonderful is not interested in a New York apartment, he is taking me to Italy soon. He let me know that I could eat up a storm and visit lots of markets when we get there ... provided that I make a commitment to the treadmill from now until we fly off. So is he a meanie or a nice guy? Hmmm?