Of Food and Love: Harlem Globtrotters NYC The Meatball shop
by Mommy Hobbies
In my napsack stash
I think everyone should have the chance to see the iconic Harlem Globetrotters in action. My dad was born and raised right there in the big city and has always wanted to me to see the Globetrotters. And, finally, after all these years he made that happen but it was ten times better because his grandson went too.
We started our adventure in Brooklyn at The Meatball Shop.
Ever since I saw them interviewed in the New York Times, I was spent on getting the family there to have yet another genuine New York experience.
They have a few locations, but we visited the one in Brooklyn. And, on a side note, I have to say that the part of Brooklyn it’s in is so awesome. I loved the Boho vibe. Lots of unique style, people carrying yoga mats, joggers everywhere. It was much, much quieter than Manhattan. (that’s a plus in my book)
Anyway, they have dry erase menus, genius.
We waited 40 min to be seated.
It went by fairly quickly.
Our table was in the way back. A long wooden table that could seat at least 10-12 people, which means, we shared with another family. Which was fine, it didn’t seem like we were sharing.
I ordered the veggieballs. I won’t be doing that again. They tasted like bird feed. Not too sure what bird feed tastes like but I’m imagining it’s seedy and crunchy.
But the salad was awesome. Arugala with slivers of fresh apple and a vinaigrette, ahh, yum.
My dad got the smash. Basically, a couple of meatballs smashed and put in a bun. And my cousin got a meatball hero. He cleaned his plate.
We bought the kids meatball sliders. Cutest little things ever! They loved them.
Bellies full, we made our way back to the city.
Saw a guy with the HUGEST Afro, stopped him and took a picture. Too bad the wind was blowing because his hair was UNbelieveable!
Then, off the The Garden!
I was so excited, that once again, we were making super memories with the best Gyampa around, not to mention my sweet cousin.
Those silly Globetrotters were fantastic to watch, but Cylas really loved their mascot, Globie. We sat through 4 quarters of jokes, pranks and some mediocre basketball. We had some good laughs. Then, my cousin raced down to the court to get Cy’s basketball signed, so sweet.
By the time we got back to the ferry it was almost midnight. Cylas was sacked. Gyampa carried him the whole way back.
He loves his Gyampa so, so much. My sweetpea.
Not too sure what our next adventure is the big city is going to be, but I’m sure it will be fabulous. To be honest, I can’t wait for the summer months to roll around so we can play in the fountain again in Washington Square park.