a taste of the good kinda crack

Preston holding an empty Crack Pie carton and looking sad
Preston is beyond sad that the Crack Pie is all gone

We made it to Momofuku Milk Bar on the Upper West Side today. I’ve been wanting to try their legendary crack pie since I first heard about it, so decadently delicious and addictive the name has been trademarked, and others have tried to recreate the gooey goodness at home. I confess it was so good that at five dollars and change for a small slice I may just consider making it myself. It’s a basic brown sugar, cream and buttery slice that is so rich monkey #1 and I were able to share while washing it down with Momofuku’s very own Cereal Milk. Yep, you heard me right, cereal milk. As the girl behind the counter explained it, they steep cornflakes in milk so the end result is that sweet milk that you drink up at the end of a bowl of cereal. A bit full-on she mentioned, not for me though as that is often my favorite part of having a bowl of cornflakes. She was able to give us a taster of the Cereal Milk in a soft serve version – I was sold.

Though the Upper West Side location is smaller than the other locations (so I have heard on Yelp, I haven’t been to any others personally), it was still big enough for mothers with strollers and dads with groups of kids and ladies who lunch to pick up their coffees and felt big and airy with its ceiling to floor windows and high ceilings. If the intimate feel is not your thing, their are benches outside to sit and watch the world go by or to share your goodies with your pooch.

Thanks to friendly staff, and yummy sweet foods I’m sure we’ll be back to try the equally famous savory option that Momofuku Milk Bars are also known for – their pork and veggie buns.

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