{"id":91,"date":"2009-02-16T15:14:15","date_gmt":"2009-02-16T19:14:15","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/gastropoda.com\/trails\/?p=91"},"modified":"2009-02-24T15:23:48","modified_gmt":"2009-02-24T19:23:48","slug":"new-york-minutes-59","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/gastropoda.com\/trails\/2009\/02\/new-york-minutes-59\/","title":{"rendered":"New York minutes\/Mid-February 2009"},"content":{"rendered":"

The good: Salumeria Rosi, where a friend offered to treat me to a birthday drink and snack and where we wound up staggering from Cesare\u2019s beneficence. I got there first for a 5:30 connection, and the hostess seated me with a warning that the table was needed back by 7 or 7:30, so I ordered a glass of $9 tocai and as the waiter was explaining the menu an \u201cItalian spritzer\u201d landed — prosecco with Aperol. Another followed for Donna when she arrived, so we huddled over the menu choosing small plates. They all actually turned out to be the most satisfying tastes of the night, but it was hard to complain about the succession of indulgences sent from the kitchen: prosciutto bread; a beyond-generous platter of salumi; squash risotto with pumpkinseeds; caponata and heirloom-bean salad; salt cod, and Gorgonzola with candied almonds. We were more taken with the beyond-tender heirloom pork rib, the culatello, the green of the day (Swiss chard) and especially the lasagne, a small square of totally tender pasta layered with just enough ragu, cheese and sauce. Through all that, we somehow found room for three desserts, of which the date toffee cake was the most amazing. WIGB? Early for sure, and maybe with a bag over my head. 283 Amsterdam Avenue near\u00a0 74th Street, 212 877 4800. <\/strong><\/p>\n

The not bad: Fairway Cafe yet again, where we retreated with Dr. and Lady Bugs after the beyond-abysmal \u201cWrestler\u201d and where the cheap wine compensated for the soup sold as pizza and the rathah scary bathrooms (Dr. B lived in India for a month on a pittance and still decided he could count on his camel bladder to get him home to Brooklyn before he would brave a backed-up toilet as employees were voiding). We were there late on a Sunday night, and so the real amazement was that the branzino was not totally geriatric. I didn\u2019t try our just-back-from-Argentina friends\u2019 huge steaks (hanger, strip), or the shrimp chowder starter one got on the prix fixe, but their fries were good. The free flatbread was half-baked, though. We had a new, great waitress with serious personality, and the wine was all we wanted: cheap. For the first time, though, Bob left saying it was depressing. I reminded him the food is usually great. Plus the wine is extraordinarily cheap. And no fingers were excised in slicers like in the crapflick.<\/p>\n

The transporting: Yakitori Totto, where seven of us hooked up for a little orgy of skewers etc. and where we learned to let the regular do the ordering — get greedy and you wind up with Vienna sausages made of chicken. Gyoza were exceptional, probably the best I\u2019ve had in New York. But she also suggested good chicken and tofu and pork and indulged us with the asparagus wrapped in bacon; what\u2019s great is that you can order by the $3 piece as you so rarely can with other cuisines. We didn\u2019t try the dessert she was lusting after (and I didn\u2019t steal a menu), but the green tea ice cream dusted with matcha was a good ending. The service was quite good, too; we\u2019ve never been eased out so gracefully with people lined up for our table in a little front room. 251 West 55th Street, 212 245 4555.
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\nThe worth notice even though I am dispirited: Sookk delivered decent Thai for a Saturday lunch, El Paso came through with great enchiladas for me if not satisfaction for my two escorts and the Mermaid Inn was the right place to head for an early dinner after our kick-in-the-gut loss (Bob let me order clam chowder and french fries as my dinner — you take your balm where you find it).<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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