This fucking cannoli.

The ricotta cream filling inside, ugh!

Best thing I’ve ever eaten, hands down.

Best meal ever, too.

San Martin Restaurant on 49th, between 3rd and Lex.

It’s so crazy seeing how much the Freedom Tower has grown since I last saw it when I was in New York last summer.

Took a taxi from Midtown to the Financial district to visit Ground Zero. After taking a few minutes of silence for all of the people that died on 9/11 we walked around the streets and found ourselves walking along the shore, towards Battery Park. I was bummed because in the morning I had looked up tickets to tour Liberty and Ellis Island but they were sold out for the next month, and I thought I wouldn’t even get to see the two islands before I left. But I was lucky and as we walked along the shore I saw Ellis Island and the Statue of Liberty off in the distance and it does have a presence about it, I must say. I never really marveled over the Statue of Liberty, I thought it was a bit overrated actually, but as I said before, it does have an air about it when you see it in person, even from as far away as I was.

On a side note, the Jersey City skyline is quite nice as well.

Voldemort and Deatheaters in New York. 

The Magic is real.

$10 says this was Improv Everywhere’s idea.

St. Paul’s Chapel, on Broadway and Vesey.

Built in 1764.

Most of the inscriptions on the gravestones here have long been washed away by the weather, which gave me an unsettling macabre feeling as I walked around.

St. Paul’s Chapel, Broadway and Vesey, New York City

Great grandma found a new boyfriend.

irrelevvant:

What do you have to say, America?
Exert your rights, peacefully, and get your ass kicked by the cops.
Are you going to let this stand?

(via itsuh)

The first picture was taken between 56th and 55th St. on 3rd Ave, for those who care.

The second is the Chrysler building at night. I really love the architecture of that building.

The third, I don’t know the location but I think I took it during my walk to Central Park, so probably somewhere in the Upper East side. Again, the architecture of this city is phenomenal.

The last is of some cupcakes we bought from a place called Crumbs. These things were huge and so damn delicious. I had the red velvet one while my mom picked the devil’s food. Mine was better, not gonna lie.

Walking through these streets was plain eerie at times. All of the tourists constantly broke me out of that strange feeling though. I hated that for a lot of the foreigners that were crowding the streets, the freedom tower was just a spectacle. Just some grand building that was under construction. Maybe I’m just being sensitive about the subject but I mean really, please, just take five seconds and think about how these streets, this graveyard right across the street and the tops of buildings around you and the streets heading in every direction - everything was covered in rubble and paper and ash, which came from destroyed buildings.

And what’s more, there were probably bodies where you are standing, where you’re walking.

How can that not effect you?