Two weeks ago, on a Friday and a Saturday night, a rare phenomenon was set to befall New York. It was that time, when twice a year, a truly strange and wondrous thing happens: New Yorkers run out into the streets with very little regard for life, limb, and oncoming traffic, and simply stand there, with their mouths hanging open.
Okay, in all seriousness, that does happen, but it's due to
Manhattanhenge, when the setting sun aligns perfectly with the east-west streets of Manhattan.
On Friday, Manhattanhenge was supposed to happen at a little after 8pm, so I met TL after work and we first went to
Niu Noodle House in the West Village, where we had a small Dim Sum feast.
Crab rangoon, vegetable spring rolls, scallion pancakes, Hong Kong style pork buns, and chicken satay. All washed down with a mojito for me and Moscato for TL.
Everything was quite good, except for the chicken satay. It was battered and fried, which seemed completely unneccesary to me, and the creamy peanut sauce that accompanied it was unimpressive as well.
Luckily, the pork buns were melt-in-your-mouth delicious and totally made up for it.
I was tempted to stick an order of them in my bag for the road, but I thought that might be frowned upon.
After we had finished all of the nibbles, TL and I hopped on the train and made our way to 23rd street between 5th and 6th Ave. TL had scoped out this location last year and knew that it was a prime Manhattanhenge viewing spot. We met up with her hubby and some friends, and then we waited.
The lead-up looked promising.
The sun started its final descent, the sky glowed, we readied our cameras and then..........
clouds got in the way.
Manhattanhenge was a bust.
All was not lost, though. The clouds at least reflected the brilliant colors of the sunset across the sky and, while slightly disappointing, it was still a beautiful sight.
Manhattanhenge will happen again in July, so fingers crossed for a cloudless night. I'll let you know how it goes.
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