The Pastrami Burger at Jeffrey's Grocery is great, but its $19 price tag is hard to swallow.
'Greenwich Village' on Serious Eats
Designed in collaboration with Ink chef and former Top Chef champion Michael Voltaggio, this burger is topped with Busseto prosciutto and Gruyère fondue and served on a French toast-ified bun dusted with powdered sugar. A first glance it seemingly appeals solely to gluttonous masochists and lovers of a good culinary mashup. Sadly, I am both.
Umami Burger just doesn't hold up against similar burgers in its price range. While the Manly Burger is a solid choice, the Original lacks balance and highlights the problems with making "umami" an end in itself. Like someone overloading a dish with bacon or fiery chilies, the end result is one-note and, frankly, misses the point.
The West Village is one of New York's more receptive neighborhoods to lingering breakfasts, from busy coffee shops to lazy cafes, no shortage of all-day bistros and a wealth of bakeries. So where do we go to start the day while we're there? That depends on the mood: doughnut or croissant, French scrambled eggs or Cuban heuvos rancheros?
If I placed Burger Joint head-to-head, Burger Week-style against its most obvious competitor, Shake Shack, I can't see myself recommending Burger Joint. While I may return to the Greenwich Village location once the bar area is finished, the original location is best left as a novelty.
The latest from the folks behind the Mulberry Project and the Vinatta Project, this newly minted Greenwich Village spot is debuting with a cocktail list that aims to strike a balance between the accessible and the geeky. "I needed to come up with drinks that fit the season of, 'it's April, spring is here, but oh yeah, it just snowed last week,'" says cocktail director John McCarthy. His current solution for the season's bi-polar weather antics: focusing on vegetal and herbaceous flavors.
When I heard about the grand opening last month of OatMeals, the world's first oatmeal bar, I was equal parts jealous (idea stealer!) and uncontrollably delighted.
At Taboonette, the newly opened offshoot of Taboon in Hell's Kitchen, pita sandwiches are the focus of the menu. There are classic kebabs and chicken shawarma, but I'm partial to Baked Salmon ($8.75), a filling number that still manages to be light and fresh.
At Amorino Gelato on University Place you'll find not one, but ten different types of hot chocolate on the menu. My personal favorite? The Hazelnut.
It's not the most attractive of desserts, especially with that candy red cherry on top. But push aside appearances, and this Ekmek Kataifi at the relatively new Village Taverna is surprisingly good.
Like many of Artichoke's pies, the meatball slice is big, cheesy, salty, and greasy, but not in a bad way. If oily, rich, and filling while being plenty flavorful is what you're looking for, it'll do you just fine.
The problem with dollar slices is that you almost always get what you pay for. Sometimes not even that. Of those I've eaten around the city, the best I could say about the best of them was that they were cheap — and probably good for after-bar scarfing. But Percy's Pizza, a newish dollar slice joint on Bleecker amid all the bars and jazz clubs, might be the best dollar slice I've had.
At Otto there's always one dessert on the menu that isn't primarily gelato-based (though there will always be a gelato or sorbet component!). I dropped in over the weekend and was delighted to find Spiced Caramel Panna Cotta ($8) as one of the current fall offerings.
The current seasonal special is a Fig Mousse Cake. It's pure in flavor, light and borderline foamy, topped with matching gelée. It rests on a thin cake layer that bears an uncanny resemblance to the much-loved Chinese sponge cakes.
We loved the croissants at Mille-feuille Bakery Café when they first opened, but the more we go back, the more we're convinced this little café is truly special.
Every city needs at least one older-than-old restaurant with a certain kind of cultivated rakishness — hard, straight-back wood booths that don't encourage lingering; graffiti-carved walls that conjure visions of 1950s hooliganism; grumpy signage.
The Adore has been around for awhile, and those familiar with this tiny French-Japanese tea salon/cafe/lunch spot tend to be loyal, myself included. All breakfast pastries and sweets are made in-house, and it's one of the few places in this city that offers a wide selection of Mariage Frerès tea.
By all accounts El Charro serves a mean sangria and snappy margarita. We're less sure about the nachos, on the menu, perhaps, to please the kids; and the music, a mildly disconcerting medley of Three Doors Down and Stevie Nicks. But the vivid cooking and utter lack of trendiness have their own charms. El Charro is best for: a date to el país viejo.
It only takes one visit to learn that the bulk of the business at Fredi Sandwich Bar is take-out orders and deliveries.