My oldest son, Marcus, turned 15 on Friday. While his uncle takes him fishing, hunting and to rural Mississippi, I decided to take him to New York City to stay near Central Park, go to Broadway to watch Wicked and eat at some of the world’s best restaurants. I wanted to make some special memories and I believe we have them. The city has a way of overwhelming you with its massive size, congested streets and over crowed sidewalks. But then there’s the art, and the food and the shopping and the cosmopolitan skinny people wearing the latest fashion while elegantly sipping their lates through the streets. It was a whirlwind of activity: We ate at world class restaurants: China GrillBobby Flay’s Bar Americain , Ferrara’s, and a couple of cafes. Let me say that the boy can put it down with the best of them. For a foodie-in-training, NYC…