Eataly
Chelsea
Damn, that Batali is rich. And fat.
The hot chocolate was so dense and intense...I had some sort of full body reaction to it. Not a good one.
And why the five dollar cookies? (I refused.)
What on EARTH is going on that we have all this dedicated space in Manhattan for shelves of cookies where each one is Five Dollars?
Stop the madness.
The place is beautiful, though. I just wish they would serve hot chocolate that wasn't 88% butterfat. Or whatever the hell was going on with it.
I'll go back. Maybe try the pasta.
Visiting with the One Percenters is hard on the gall bladder.
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