We took Jack on his first trip to New York when he was three months old. New York has played a big part in our story, so we wanted to introduce him early. And, frankly, I wanted to reaquaint myself with the pre-baby, Sex and The City, girl about town, fantasy I had of me.
We try to make a pilgrimage to Gramercy Tavern every time we go to New York. It holds a special place in our hearts because it was where Dan proposed to me. It also happens to regularly make it into every list of the top ten restaurants in the world. This time we would be three: baby, Dan and me.
We went at lunchtime. It was fully booked and there was that warm, pleasant hubbub of chat and eating. The friendly staff seated us on a corner banquette table. We were the only people with a baby in the restaurant. Jack had fallen asleep on the way so we laid him down on the banquette between us, where he slept till we were half way through our main course.
When he woke up he was on his gurgliest best behaviour. Other diners kept sending us “ooh, he’s so adorable” looks. Though, when he did start to cry, I took him outside to settle and came back when he was happy again, which helped ensure those looks didn’t turn to daggers.
No-one batted an eye when I breast feed him discreetly. Sadly there were no changing facilities in the Ladies but there was a lot of floor space in the cloakroom for a changing mat. Every lady who came in while I was changing him made a big fuss of him.
A lady, who was part of a large party seated close to us, came over at the end of their meal and kissed Jack’s feet. “oh, he’s just so gorgeous I could eat him!” She cooed. I wouldn’t have believed it if I hadn’t been there.
The food, as always, was fantastic. Whilst they are clearlynot used to people bringing babies, they were friendly and welcoming.
Feeding Facilities: 4/5
Changing Facilities: 1/5
Overall rating: 20/25 £££