Do you know what area of the city I really don’t like very much? The Lower East Side. Except for about six blocks of “trendy” restaurants and bars, the whole area smells like a dirty bandaid covering an infected wound. Most of the LES looks like an infection too. Speaking of, this is where I will begin my story…
Having not received a medical license or any medical training anywhere, I feel like it is completely rational to self-diagnose myself based on internet research. On Monday, August 17, 2015, I decided that I was potentially dealing with Skin Cancer or Ringworm on my foot. Sparing you the details, the following day I went over to one of those walk-in medical clinics to get checked out. Being the brilliant person that I am, I chose a clinic that was located near a food adventure restaurant that I had been wanting to try. Being not such a brilliant person, I had to schlep down to Delancey Street.
I generally know my way around the subway system, but occasionally need to verify which trains stop at which stations. To get to where I wanted to go, I checked a subway map online and saw that I wanted to take the M train to Essex Street. So, I leave my apartment and go down to the subway to wait for the train. As I’m walking down the steps, an F train zips by, but I quickly realized that I wanted the M and wasn’t as irritated with life after that. Now I’m standing in a sauna of piss and shit for what feels like an eternity and another F train pulls up. Ready to collapse and die from heat exhaustion on the spot, finally the M train arrives.
Once I am downtown, I got out of the train and began the ever-so-exciting maze that is finding the correct exit to get above ground. Walking and walking with eight hundred other people, I saw signs for exits to Delancey Street and signs for Uptown and Downtown F trains. “Well I’m an idiot,” I thought to myself as the puzzle pieces slowly started to come together and I realize that Delancey Street/Essex Street is actually one station. Just to make sure you are understanding this, I stood in the subway sweating to death watching more than one train pass me by, when I could have just gotten on that train, gone into air conditioning, and arrived at my destination earlier.
I finally make it to the medical clinic to, long story short, find out that there’s nothing wrong with me (well, there’s a lot wrong with me, but nothing wrong with my foot). Super! Now I can go on my food adventure! First I decided to cross over Delancey Street and continue walking East. That was wrong. I knew that because it started to smell worse and worse the farther away I was walking. I turned around and re-crossed Delancey Street but decided to stay straight this time. Strolling along, I had passed a number of streets and was beginning to think I had gone too far. Whipping out my handy dandy phone, I check the map and see that I’ve basically made a gigantic circle and had walked one street too far East, then two streets too far North, then five streets too far West, only to come around back on Delancey Street to almost where I had started. A three minute walk that turned into a twenty minute walk, finally lead me to Juicy Spot Cafe.
I wanted to go to Juicy Spot Cafe because they were one of three Thai rolled ice cream restaurants in New York. Having been to both of the other locations, I-CE-NY and 10 Below, which were both ahhmazing, I needed to try the last one on my list. I am so glad I did! It was worth the annoyance of walking around in circles and sweating in the subway to get this rolled ice cream. I thought it was great. They offer three base flavors, Green Tea, original and yogurt. Then you select the actual flavor you want, which will be mixed into the base. The options range from strawberries, to Oreos, to dragon fruit. The third step is to pick your topping, all of the usual ice cream toppings and lastly, you choose your drizzle. Drizzle options include chocolate, condensed milk, and caramel. No surprise to myself, I picked an original base, Oreo flavor, rainbow sprinkles, strawberries and chocolate shavings with chocolate drizzle. I loved my ice cream and need to go back there ASAP to try some more combinations. But, who am I kidding. Most likely I will get the exact same thing.