I intentionally gave myself a connecting in LaGuardia so I could check out the Centurion Lounge over in Terminal B.
My flight was landing in Terminal C, so I had to go to a different building to get to the lounge. I had to leave security to do this, but since the LGA lounge is outside of security, the only extra inconvenience was having to switch terminals.
There’s a bus that goes in between the terminals, and there was one outside the second I stepped out. But because it was a nice day, I decided to walk over to Terminal B.
It was a rather short walk and I only had one near run-in with a taxi (which is pretty good by New York standards). The path was clearly marked and it was a nice stroll.
But once I got into the airport, I had a heck of a time getting to the lounge.
Eventually I found a guy named Willy who showed me the secret short cut I could take down to the river. There, I could secure passage down the river from his cousin, Clint.
I mean, it was on the third floor, but in an odd interior part of the airport that seemed to mostly contain security offices. I commented that it was a “little more hard to find” than the other lounges and the woman at the check-in desk replied back with, “a little?!”
Once I got out of the hallway, the Centurion Lounge had a nice, calming interior and a fully stocked bar.
I arrived when it was still breakfast time.
There were salmon benedict and a tomato frittata.
Plus french toast and pancakes.
I love how the Centurion Lounges use Le Creuset cookware on the buffet. There was oatmeal in a set of the pots staying warm too.
There was also a selection of yogurts and fruits.
I was surprised at how easy it was for me to find something I can eat there, given my new eating habits.
I got the salmon benedict, removed the muffin, and the frittata.
I paired it with an orange-less mimosa. (Okay, okay, sparkling wine, but let me pretend like it was appropriate to drink at 10am).
The lunch options were being put out when I left and looked good. They were also very friendly to what I can eat.
The roasted brussel sprouts looked amazing.
And there was plenty of salad to go around.
There also was a slow-cooked salmon dish plus a ramen noodles with mushrooms.
Despite being in a strange corridor of the airport, the lounge was great for plane spotting.
The staff at the lounge estimated how much time I’d have to give myself to get back, but I ended up leaving early in search of an earlier flight. (And also because a lot of the food I can’t eat smelled so good, I was afraid my willpower would crack 😉 ).