I can think of more than a few ways New Yorkers are spoiled rotten – 24/7 delivery of everything from Pinkberry to toilet paper, on-demand Uber and taxi cabs, and the way everyone you know seems to pass through town for a visit. And the US Open, home to the best tennis players in the world, happens here every single year. In fact, it’s even easier to get to via public transportation than the airport (this is also a negative, seeing that I visit the airport more than once a year, but I’ll save that for another post). Going to the Open has become a tradition for my husband and me – we even went a few hours after we got engaged 2 years ago.
This year we were fortunate to see some stellar matches over a few days, including Andy Murray’s 4th round upset and Eugenie Bouchard’s win over Dominika Cibulkova, before Bouchard unfortunately had to drop out of the tournament due to injury (it’s too bad, she was playing great!).
Over the years, much about going to the Open remains the same. First, it’s incredible to see top notch tennis up close. Really, it just doesn’t get old. The players make it look so easy to serve a ball up at 100+ mph, and it’s hard not to come away with an appreciation of the sport for even the most lukewarm fan. Second, it will be hot. Very hot. So hot that it feels tedious to have sunglasses on your face. Third, there will be a Grey Goose stand serving my favorite cocktail: the honey deuce.
I recreated the drink on the blog last year and it’s a great recipe to have on hand – lemonade and vodka over ice, with a splash of chambord and topped with cool and sweet honeydew melon balls. If you order one at the Open, they’ll serve it in a souvenir glass, which makes a perfect serving piece at home. This year, while reading a NY Post roundup of what to eat and drink at the Open, I learned, for the first time, that the honeydew melon balls are meant to be tennis balls. How this never occurred to me during more than 4 years of drinking it, I can only attribute to the heat (and maybe some over pours).
In the midst of all this tennis, you will get hungry. Yes, the US Open has a staggering variety of food available, but mostly in the middle food pavilion section. We usually buy grounds passes that allow general admission but no actual seats, which leaves us glued to our spots with only one of us venturing out for food.
This year my favorites were the Hill Country brisket sandwich and crispy chicken tenders – big hunks of tender chicken fried to a perfect crisp. Can’t wait until next year!