I used to eat healthier before my life in Manhattan — the island of opportunity, stylish shoes, and gluten-full foods. I remember my boring pre-NYC diet, which consisted primarily of omelets, peanut butter, fish and grilled chicken salads. I rarely ate (don’t say it!) a sandwich.
But in this town, also known as the capital of bagels and pizza, I can no longer resist the temptation. The goal that seemed not so challenging before, has now become nearly impossible to attain while living in New York City — avoiding that high-calorie food group also as known as "carbs."
My days of cooking most every meal in a sprawling gourmet kitchen are long gone and the nights of starchy food delivery are here to stay. The local doughy options are greater, more indulgent and guilt-full. I succumb to the bread fairy on a daily basis, be it a bagel for breakfast, a slice of pizza for lunch, or a bowl of pasta for dinner. Some days, I indulge in all three — horror, I know. These menu items are belly fat’s besties for sure, and the six pack’s enemies. (I’m okay with this since I’ve never owned or drunk a six pack.)
All Spanx aside, I have a rule that I rarely break — "Don’t eat carbs unless they’re really worth it." That means no Wonder Bread, Domino’s Pizza or Lender’s Bagels for me. These are nothing but poor imitations of the real thing, and can’t come close to the crusty French baguette, the melt-in-your-mouth slice of pizza, or the crispy-on-the-outside, soft-on-the-inside New York bagel. (Ok, I’m craving now.) But these 'real things' are made and sold on just about every corner in this city. Where are those Spanx?
If you need a natural mood enhancer or an energy boost, here are a few carb-loading spots in NYC that are well worth the calories and inches. Warning: A tummy tuck may be in order.