Even though I was loving my time in Connecticut and New York, I had to cut my trip short to take care of some things that could not wait.
I was sad to leave early, and when I caught a taxi to JFK in the rain I watched Manhattan and Queens fly blearily by me, wishing I didn't have to leave just yet. But by the time I landed in the rain in Long Beach, I realized that when I first moved to New York at age eighteen I came with the lingering impression that New Yorkers and nearly the entire East Coast were so different from the West Coast it should be another country.
I still have plenty from my trip to share with you. I have many more recipes, a restaurant review, bakery review, and even a review of a dairy free ice cream shop. But at the moment I'm still running around like a chicken with my head cut off, so I haven't been able to share all of my flavorful memories yet. But they were delicious, and, best of all, gluten and dairy free.