Waffles wins (win?)
I meant to talk about my favorite meals from New York. It was a good time to eat in New York, I think. Restaurants are unveiling big hearty wintry foods, which is hard to find in Los Angeles. Things like Boeuf Bourguignon, gourmet mac & cheese, crab cakes, etc... I had zero interest in sushi, even if Nobu is sexy and downtown and all that.
Near the top of my list was a completely memorable bowl of pureed pumpkin soup from The Mercer Kitchen. It was so fucking delicious you guys. I loved it so much I had them fax me the recipe - the key ingredient as it turns out is chicken stock as a base... and um, a generous amount of half & half cream.
I also had an extremely tasty, and burn-the-roof-of-your-mouth hot piece of battered haddock from A Salt And Battery. It was drenched in vinegar and dipped in curry sauce. I enjoyed that so much I didn't even get chips with it.
My friend Jen was staying at the Mandarin Oriental, and we were treated to a box of sinfully rich Jacques Torres chocolates that melted in my mouth. They were tiny, and elaborately painted with sugar-paint. I love tiny little Japanese sweets. They are so obsessed with things being tiny and perfect. I just want to smash them and eat them with my paws. This is what Jen and I did with our Jacques Torres truffles.
But the winner was these waffles from Balthazar Bakery. I know, right? They're just waffles. But I kept thinking about them afterwards. Crunchy and brown on the outside, soft and barely cooked inside, with strawberries and hazelnuts all over it. I wasn't even going to order them (they have great Eggs en Cotte here - eggs baked in a ramekin with spices), but my breakfast companion was staunch about waffles, and I'm easily persuaded. My companion was right. Nice work, companion.
The serving is big so definitely bring someone to share them with.
That's all. :)
80 Spring Street
New York, NY.