The Upper East Side is like the little black dress of Manhattan. Trends will come and go, but this area of town is a classic. I woke up from my hotel early and eager to take the subway to the Upper East Side of Manhattan. My day spent on the Upper East Side was hands-down my favorite part of New York City.
The only proper way to start a busy weekend is the city is with coffee and a croissant. We ended up stumbling upon this adorable Australian coffee shop called Bluestone Coffee. It was nestled between a school and a museum, right before you enter Central Park. It could not have been any more perfect. I ordered a latte with a chocolate croissant and started the daunting task of mapping out my day, careful to not seem like a tourist.
After coffee, we were ready to take over Central Park. The wind didn't hold us back as we walked around the lake, meandered along random paths that lead to hidden gems and navigated our way in general through the green oasis, taking in the scenery. Walking straight across Central Park will lead you to the Upper East Side's grand Museum Mile.
The best place to walk off your croissant and soak up some culture is by visiting one of New York City's celebrated, tried-and-true art museums. We only visited a couple, but the ones I suggest doing are the classics such as the Museum of Modern Art, the Metropolitan Museum of Art, and the Museum of Natural History.
It's a quintessential New York experience to stroll Park Avenue. It might be the most iconic symbol of luxurious living. Dreaming of a townhouse with tree-lined streets and gloved doormen, walking Park Ave was my favorite part of the UES. While shopping is a must, wandering around the little neighborhoods and townhouses with tree-lined blocks off the beaten path will really make you feel like a local.
After an exhausting day of walking around parks and museums, we decided to do lunch at the Plaza. They have a "food court" (I use the term loosely) because it is really nothing like a food court. We stopped for a quick lunch where I had a caprese crepe and pretended to be Eloise at the Plaza. For dessert we grabbed a half dozen macarons from Francois Patisserie and sat by the iconic Pulitzer Fountain while we indulged in the city's greatest pastry.