{"id":314,"date":"2011-03-27T18:49:41","date_gmt":"2011-03-27T22:49:41","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/gastropoda.com\/trails\/?p=314"},"modified":"2011-04-06T16:55:25","modified_gmt":"2011-04-06T20:55:25","slug":"new-york-minutes-132","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/gastropoda.com\/trails\/2011\/03\/new-york-minutes-132\/","title":{"rendered":"New York minutes\/Even more latish March 2011"},"content":{"rendered":"

The half-good: Pure in Hell\u2019s Kitchen, where my consort and I headed after the MOMA Meyer night when he was hungry and I was just curious about the midtown cousin to Land. We were already arguing about something I was right about (food shortages as the cause of upheavals in the Middle East), so it was lucky we got seats within a few minutes at the bar facing into the noodle kitchen and soon had the distractions of wine and food. All the whites looked fruity, but my viognier made sense once I tasted the special crab salad with peanuts, chilies and lime. The salad itself was sensational, the first thing I\u2019ve eaten in Manhattan that ever gave me a sense of the pyrotechnic aspects of Thai cuisine, and the almost syrupy wine countered it. Bob, unfortunately, ordered off the regular menu and was penalized with one of those interchangeably gloppy\/bland big plates (bean sprouts, noodles, shrimp, scallions). Still, the room was pretty jazzy and the service was A+ even in our cramped quarters, right next to the “shophouse,” a few shelves with esoteric ingredients like durian chips. WIGB? Absolutely if I\u2019m down that way again. Otherwise, I\u2019m more determined to broaden my horizons via Land\u2019s menu. 766 Ninth Avenue near 51st Street, 212 581 0999.
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\nThe vaut le voyage for adventure\u2019s sake: Q in Port Chester, where a Louisiana\/Texas friend who now lives in Greenwich lured us with the promise of great barbecue and a diversion in the Batali\/Bastianich shops in that immigrant bastion. Several lessons were learned, starting with the fact that total luxury on venturing to the \u2019burbs is being able to walk off the train and into downtown, without the usual clambering into a car to be spirited off to parts unknown. So within five minutes of detraining Metro North to Stamford we were wandering around the Tarry market, ogling the meats and pastas and cheeses etc. and succumbing to focaccia as round and high as San Francisco sourdough and a packet of Manicaretti\u2019s extraordinary garganelli. Next door we tried some Italians reds from the well-curated selection after checking out the menu at the Tarry Lodge restaurant, which Kevin said serves food that\u2019s too salty and that we saw was clogged with old white Greenwichers. The bare-bones BBQ joint he walked us to next was much classier than I expected (the sink\u2019s in the dining room, sure, but we were right between Greenwich and Rye). And we did have to order at the counter, but from then on it was a total restaurant. I shoulda listened about the brisket, which was not just as dry as the clich\u00e9 but also fatty and tough and not really flavorful; at least the potato salad I ordered alongside was quality stuff. Bob fared better with a quarter-slab of ribs, meaty and juicy and smoky, and Kevin\u2019s pulled pork nearly bested that. Drinks were also a deal: a second round of two drafts and a sauvignon blanc came to all of $13. WIGB? Sure. After we try the Mexican restaurants Kevin\u2019s raving about. Especially since we learned Metro North cops will retrieve a 12-year-old irreplaceable Kenzo scarf if you happen to leave it on the train at 125th Street. 111 North Main Street, Port Chester, 914 933 7427. <\/strong><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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