You know those moments when everyone around you -on the streets, on your subway car, in stores, on TV- is whispering the name of something supposedly phenomenal under their breaths like a codeword or a secret chant? Some hidden gem of a place so special and so heavily shroud in mystery that curiosity alone forces you to find and experience its pure genius once and for all? Pruuuune. Pruuuune. Pruuuuuune.
Junipero Gibson with a pickled pearl onion
Ghost of Mary - Like a traditional Bloody Mary, but night time cocktail form. All the thick bloody mary mix had been strained out, leaving its savory, salty essence behind and supplementing lost volume with added vodka.
Quelle ambiance! French breakfast radishes with sweet butter and sea salt
Roasted marrow bones, parsley salad, sea salt. There's no other way to describe this than:
animal butter. Incredible.
Grilled prawns with anchovy butter
Whole grilled bronzini with black peppercorns, fennel oil, thyme, lemon, and gros sel. Mmm so simple.
Butter lettuce and herb salad with mustard vinaigrette. Tasted like the lettuce had just been plucked from the garden and put into this bowl.
Juicy, peak of the season watermelon with lime syrup. So architectural!
Almond cake with roasted black plums and raspberries. DEAR LORD.
54 East 1st Street (between 1st and 2nd Ave.) NYC - LES
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