A girl in a high school varsity jacket asked if he had a certain type of poetry collection. Next to him, wooden crates held older books in Ziploc bags. The shelves were characterized by genre with stacks lining the floors and on chairs.Ī skinny man with a beard and tweed jacket sat behind the front desk. The store was just as small as Taiyaki and jammed floor to ceiling with books. I stopped at Alabaster Books on my way back. I walked all the way back up to 34th Street. Next time I will see how it tastes with the custard filling. This taiyaki also had the red bean paste filling, which I enjoyed. I suppose if I re-heated it in a convection oven, maybe it would’ve crisped back up, but in the end, I picked it apart and threw it away. These are best eaten right after you order them - though their shapes allow for easy transport as a tourist, they do not taste as good hours later. It was cold by the time I had it and I did not like the soggy, greasy texture. I folded the other taiyaki in its paper sleeve to eat later. My taiyaki had a generous filling, like a donut, at the middle-bottom of the tail. Red bean paste is surprising because it is sweet. I thought red bean paste would be a more authentic flavor combination with the taiyaki My cone had red bean paste in its tail instead of custard.īecause I was pushing my luck with the dairy The exterior was crisp (but not crunchy), while the interior did have a fluffy texture. The cone was fresh and tasted like a Belgium waffle. I was left with the open-mouthed taiyaki which I dipped into the ice cream and ate little-by-little. My ice cream fell out perfectly into the paper sleeve. So I used the paper sleeve and flipped the ice cream cone upside down. I wanted to taste the texture of the cone before it cooled down. I was worried about dropping the ice cream on the ground. Luckily, it didn’t melt my ice cream as I walked through Little Italy. I didn’t see if my taiyaki was made to order, but it was warm and I could feel its heat through the paper sleeve. The mouth of the fish was wide to hold the ice cream. The taiyaki cone was short and had a funnel shape. I’m sorry I didn’t take a photo of the taiyaki out of its sleeve so you could see the whole fish-shape. The red taiyaki outline on the ice cream sleeve was a perfect match to the actual cone. When I took it out of the cone to eat it, I got the gold color all over my fingers like it was highlighter. The unicorn horn was also made of the same ingredients and it was painted with glittery gold edible food coloring. They had a texture like candy corn and were not as sugary as I expected. The unicorn details might’ve been made of fondant. The sprinkles were mostly for texture and aesthetic. After hearing their thoughts, I was glad I ordered the basic vanilla. The cashier behind the counter was friendly and bubbly, so I imagine he would’ve made them a new one. I wondered if they would go back inside and get a new one. Would the matcha flavor create that impression? The parents weren’t eating their cones. The son with his parents were standing on the sidewalk not far from me. In hindsight, I should’ve ordered a swirl - maybe of vanilla and matcha, as matcha has a bitterness to it. My ice cream flavor was creamy vanilla soft-serve, so unfortunately nothing innovative on the flavor-front. Which is why when it was my turn to order, I selected the unicorn taiyaki. If I ever get ice cream, I order a vanilla cone with rainbow sprinkles. I’m pretty basic when it comes to ice cream flavors. I was vaguely familiar with the flavors offered at Taiyaki NYC. The menu offered a pre-designed taiyaki or you could create a custom one, by selecting the cone filling, ice cream flavor, toppings, and add-ons. It hung like an awning across the back wall separating the counter from the kitchen. The menu was beautiful - illustrated with pictures and lists so it was clear to understand. They spoke in a language I couldn’t identify. An older couple with their son (who looked about my age), stood in the center of the room looking up at the menu. A mother, father, and small daughter sat on the bench-seat eating their taiyaki cones. The glass front window with the Taiyaki logo let in the afternoon sun. Most of the space was the kitchen/ice cream machines which you could see from the front counter. Taiyaki was larger than Milk Bar Chelsea.
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