There are many good reasons to leave the city in the summer, but the past few months have provided great reasons to stay. And to give summer a proper send-off, there's Pig Island where a ticket gets you unlimited dishes using local pigs.
The location itself, above partner Mark Connell's dive bar institution, Botanica, and beside Milano's, is something of a revelation -- a stubborn lily growing up between two slabs of concrete. Then, at the core of it, there's the food.
Living in New York, I often take for granted the wealth of international cuisines available to me on a daily basis. Last week, I indulged in offerings from many corners of the globe, from Mexico to France, China to Spain.
I have mixed feelings about writing this piece. While locals like to keep gems like this to ourselves, my readers know I am on a mission to promote small businesses in this area that may have taken a hit as a result of the 2nd Avenue subway construction.
This week seemed to be dominated by Asian foods (no surprise there) and fish spread-adorned carbohydrates. As evidenced below, my savory tooth often outweighs my sweet, and while a good cookie is hard to beat, a salty morsel will almost always prevail.
This week, it was all about the experience. My tastes this week took on a performative air as I braved the wait at Ippudo, submerged gelato in hot espresso and drank expertly crafted coffee in the company of strangers in the rain.
Looking back on the food I was lucky enough to eat this week, I'm struck by a culinary leitmotif of sorts. Excluding the octopus dish at Dressler, each item was a re-vamped version of a classic; skilled in its distillation of the original concept and masterful in execution.
I traveled to an unfamiliar corner of New Jersey, discovered Beecher's underground restaurant, stopped in for the first time at a restaurant I often pass (Saxon & Parole) and ventured to Copenhagen by way of Tribeca.