Chinatown to the West Village

We headed to the Chinese Firecracker Festival for our first trip to Chinatown.  It was madness.  You couldn't see anything except for backs of heads and you couldn't walk... it was the most crowded thing we have been to yet.  We left as soon as we could slowly meander our way out and got back on the train to head north. These are the only two photos I took of our failed outting...

I really want to go back to Chinatown (when there isn't a festival) as I saw a ton of cool stuff.  But that day was not for us.  We were starving so jumped off the train at the West Village and wandered into the first place that looked up our alley... this place was so cool with subaway tile, reclaimed wood, awesome unique light fixtures - all that stuff that makes for a pretty neat atmosphere.  And the type of place that gives you a long side-eye look for bringing in a baby.

No worries, Jaime charmed the wait staff as they hung out at our table forever flirting with him.  This kid LOVES to eat out.  He thinks it is the coolest. He also thought the decor at this place was pretty neat.

This was also the time that Dan changed Jaime's diaper on his lap in the restroom... yup, that happened. After our late brunch (there is no lunch in NYC until like 3- it is still brunch) we went for a little walk around the neighborhood.

If one outting fails, just change plans and jump of the subway in a different spot.  Afternoon saved. Being a family in NYC doesn't suck.