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Tuesday, December 29, 2009

Point to Noho

(Five Points, NYC 1827)

The trio of Cookshop, Hundred Acres and Five Points seem to be favorite brunch spots among many New Yorkers. The deep space is gorgeously decorated with ceiling tall seasonal floral arrangements. The lighting is just right. Not too loud. Just average food.

We sit in the very back room with a skylight near all the lovely stacks of freshly baked Balthazar breads. The housemade pork-fennel sausage and poached eggs atop a buttermilk biscuit, roasted tomato sauce and hollandaise fondue was tasty; but the Cookshop Scramble with eggs, caramelized onions, creme fraiche, and chives atop a buttermilk biscuit tastes identical. Fennel has distinct taste with hints of black licorice. I couldn't pick up any in the sausage, but at least it was hearty.

The three eggs in a crock tasted like the cast iron crock, but looked delectable with its slightly charred top with mozzarella baked in the white fluffiness.

This restaurant grouping is fair with heavy dishes to compensate for the lack of flair.

Five Points 31 Great Jones Street

Monday, December 28, 2009

A Fork in the Road: Huckleberry (Los Angeles, CA)

One of the best breakfasts I've ever come across is at Huckleberry in Santa Monica. The vibe feels pretty typical of a Southern California establishment: large, raw space with natural sunlight, people just finished working out and healthy, fresh food. While standing in line waiting to order, the breads, pastries and desserts looked the quality of a Parisian patisserie.

Erin told me I HAD to order the poached eggs with market vegetables, but because I'm used to ordering much heavier, I chose sunny side up eggs on rustic bread with Niman Ranch bacon, gruyere and crispy arugula. Once the yolk bleeds down the face, the colors become a striking blend against the green, white and brown. This tasted almost as good as Thomas Keller's BLT Fried Egg Sandwich looked in the movie, Spanglish.

As tasty as the sandwich was, I wish I had ordered the poached eggs and vegetables. A tip of the hat to Josh & Zoe Loeb! The combination of corn, snap peas, orange cherry tomatoes topped with pesto and breadcrumbs is exceptional! This wasn't a protein and vegetable that I thought would work well, but happy I was proved wrong. Sometimes simple just works.

I can count on one hand how many times I've had dessert at 8am, but this chocolate pudding was heavenly. The texture was velvety with a touch of cocoa and dollop of unsweetened whipped cream.

It's safe to say Huckleberry is there to stay...and I will be returning every chance I get.

Huckleberry 1014 Wilshire Boulevard Santa Monica, CA (310) 451-2311

Tuesday, December 8, 2009

The Mighty Burrito

Finally a decent burrito hath arrived in New York City! Two Northern Cali boys recreate a Cali taqueria to perfection (everything in this place is sustainable).
The pollo asado, or grilled chicken, burrito was so damn tasty I could have had another. Korin and I actually considered having 2.
It starts by warming a slice of cheese on the tortilla itself. The cheese further melts by smacking rice, black or pinto beans, salsa and sour cream atop before it is beautifully rolled together. If you add guacamole, they give you a fairly generous helping and you can actually taste the tomatoes, onions and cilantro used to make it. I, of course, brought my own hot sauce for extra kick.

The prices are unbelievable and the hipster staff gets along with just about everybody.

147 Fourth Avenue b/t 13th & 14th Streets

Wednesday, December 2, 2009

Chinatown Ice Cream Factory

Nothing beats ice cream on a cool evening...
Decided to head down the block to the famous Chinatown Ice Cream Factory after Cantoon. The shop is a little kitchy selling t-shirts, totes and hats. Then again, that's not what you're going for. I got the red bean ice cream in a sugar cone. Delish! Creamy, not too sweet and fresh red beans.

65 Bayard Street Chinatown

Monday, November 30, 2009

Cantoon Garden (aka late Pearl River)

Trying to get to Chinatown has proved to be a challenge this summer, but finally got there week before Thanksgiving! Don't expect dining in Chinatown to be a Michelin experience, at least atmosphere-wise. There is no glitz or glamour about Cantoon, no music, no decor to speak of, annoying plastic tableclothes and a chef who smokes while cooking. If the aforementioned doesn't deter you, then dine here.

You begin with a nice pot of green tea. Seems nice. All the seafood is alive in the aquariums which somewhat substitute as decor in the front of the restaurant. As appetizer, the clams in black bean sauce were sub-par. The clams themselves were nice sizes, but forgotten in the thin, tasteless black bean sauce.

The beautiful dungeness crab was on a bed of thick, rice noodles suggested by our waiter. Again, the crab lost in the mixture of garlic and scallions. It was way too much work cracking a crab where the payoff was virtually nothing; though it was quite a presentation.
The seabass was the savior of this meal. We chose the fish to be steamed and served with ginger, scallions and soy sauce. The fish was light, fluffy with a meaty texture. I couldn't help but notice everyone (we were the only non-Asians) taking a spoonful of their order and serving atop their small bowl of rice. The rice absorbs the soy/scallion/ginger and leaves the fish as the succulent finish.

My belief in these cultural establishments is to let your waiter do the ordering. There were so many sensational-looking dishes! They just weren't on our table and we weren't daring enough to try something bizarre or awkward to our palate. If you try these, you can get a real sense of the cultures' culinary delights.

22 Elizabeth Street b/t Bayard and Canal

Friday, November 20, 2009

A Bite O' the Irish....

At the Irish bar across from work, where many a beer has been downed, I would eventually have to partake in the grub. During a late lunch, I tried a fluffy omelet. It gets a thumbs-up and this coming from a non-omelet eater (sometimes they are just too filling). All ingredients of this mushroom, red pepper and spinach were fresh! Now that's a rare find especially coming from a kitchen of a Midtown bar. Side dish of coleslaw had a touch too much mayo, but enjoyable nonetheless.

The chicken fingers, which were decent enough and accompanied by a homemade honey mustard. They were almost flash-fried tempura-style, but would have been tastier deep-fried. The meat was a tad inconsistent. Hard on the outside near the crust and somewhat juicy near the middle.

Emmett's is a great bar with good food and great service. The cleanliness of this establishment is extremely noteworthy. You would imagine it being a dingy, dark, dirty Third Avenue Irish bar congested with Midtown Happy Hourers, but Emmett's is spotless - from the bar to booths to the bathrooms. You gotta love the greeting from Emmett everytime and the quick refills of beer can't hurt either.

Emmett O'Lunney's 210 West 50th Street b/t Broadway & 8th Avenue

Thursday, November 19, 2009

Permanent Brunch (CLOSED)

When they named it permanent, they meant it not by way of food, but your butt on the banquette. Judging by the initial vibe of how quickly we were seated, there was no way I thought we would be wait 25 minutes for 2 bloody marys and 2 coffees. Look, during peak brunch hours on a Saturday, I will give a place 10 minutes for an alcoholic beverage (Bloodies served with V8), but 25 for watered down coffee? Come on now~ Especially in a restaurant so loud, I couldn't even hear myself think. On my observation track, I couldn't help but notice my neighbors receiving their bowls of soup as appetizers and three minutes later, their entrees arrive! No way, no how. That would have been sent straight back; or maybe not, depending if I thought I'd ever get out of there.

Too bad though. The food that finally arrived at my table was beyond just satisfying. Fried chicken & waffles. That's right, in addition to something out of the ordinary for me to order. The juices were beautifully encased in a salty, light batter laying on top of two triangular waffles. Two surprising twists to this dish: a grain waffle and fresh plums in a plum reduction in lieu of syrup. Instead of the extremes of salty and sweet, PB cut the salt with a savory sweetness.

The poached eggs, braised short rib ragu, duck fat fingerling potatoes and ciabatta bread for dipping was a natural symbiotic combination. The yolk coupled with meat isn't always delectable, but they chose well and without over-salting.

The food is pleasing enough, but I won't be rushing back. There are too many other brunches to be had.

Permanent Brunch 95 First Avenue b/t 5th & 6th Streets

Monday, November 9, 2009

Whose Druze?

Two words. Gazala Place. Hell's Kitchen, NYC.

This tiny, family run shop makes me love trying all that pops up in New York. Screw those restaurant giants and give me the humble proprietors of Gazala Place. Gazala came recommended by a Jewish friend who swears the burekas are identical to food carts in Israel. I head over during lunch and much to my dismay, Gazala did not make her famous, fresh burekas that day. However, she does make the Druze saag pita every single day. Druze pita isn't the fluffy, doughy bread you are accustomed to, rather a tortilla texture mobbed with wheat grains.

This round we got houmus, home salad and chicken and kafta sandwiches. To the amateur houmus eater, one would think Tribe or Sabra would taste close to the 'real' spread. Although, I do give a shout-out to Sabra! It's creamy delicious and always in my fridge. The way houmus is supposed to taste is grounded chickpeas sitting around a pool of oil and lemon or spices. It's foreign-tasting particularly when you are used to grocery store bought houmus. The home (Israeli) salad is nothing more than tomatoes, lettuce, cucumber, parsley, scallions drenched in olive oil and lemon juice. Soggier than most I've had, it was tart, yet tasty and every last bit eaten.

A friends mother makes kafta for shabbat every week, so I had to see how this sized up. I had never had anything like it and when I tasted hers, immediately wanted the recipe. Kafta is ground meat rolled with parsley, onion and spices, which doesn't sound like much, but when made properly, the taste can be extraordinary.
(sorry, couldn't wait to eat)

I had hers with rice and Gazala's in a pita form. Ordering kafta or chicken in the pita sandwich, the actual meat gets lost. At a glance, the pita looks large, but to actually taste the meat, I suggest ordering the platters and save the pita for the spreads. The chicken equally as juicy and equally lost in the pita. If you want to spend a mere $5.50 for a sandwich, then that's the way to go, but for $13.95 (yes, a steep jump), you get more meat, a starch and home salad.

Next time, gotta catch Gazala on a bureka day and order a variety of appetizers. The way the kitchen spices, babaganush, labanee and lamb are next on the list.
Block out the better chunk of an hour for lunch. It will be worth it, but the service is a little on the slow side.

Gazala Place 709 9th Avenue between 48th & 49th (212) 245-0709

Wednesday, October 28, 2009

Tofu House (CLOSED)

Every table at Tofu House on Korean Way is an oasis of food. Ironically enough, the only portion of the menu that included tofu was the soup.

I went with my friend Edna, an online food critic for, and we ordered so much food, I thought I would pop. Typically, all Korean meals start with 2-12 banchan, or side dishes, that vary from over 100 types of kimchi, pickled cabbage/garlic/squid to steamed tofu. It was difficult not to fill up on sides especially when the kimchi at Tofu House is easily the tastiest I've ever had. In Korea, the meal is the kimchi and rice. Everything else is built around it.

Let me take you on our odyssey...........appetizers of homemade steamed dumplings and Kimichi Tofu Soup. Dumplings = average and we really messed up their staple dish of Tofu soup. The restaurant serves soup with a raw egg which you are apparently supposed to crack into the soup, although I couldn't really imagine since the tofu was mushy and bland. The thought of adding an egg, well, wasn't exactly the picture of perfection. However, whilst watching Bourdain this weekend touring New Jersey and hitting up a Korean joint, I learned the egg actually cooks the soup! WHA?!!?!?

We had to get Korean BBQ and in this case, Bul Go Gi, prime beef marinated with a special sauce. It was brought out on a sizzling skillet served with onions. Overall, the beef was tasty being brought on by the sauce, but could have been cut a touch thicker.

This brings us to the two dishes which were polar opposites for me. The Hwe Neng Myun or cold, spicy vermicelli with puffer fish and kimchi (photo-RT). When Edna ordered this dish, the waitress looked at us with crazy eyes, then proceeded to say, 'You don't want this.' Edna says, 'Oh yes, yes we do'. I had a pretty good idea of what we were in for, but would say this is a dish best best left for Korean culture only because most Americans would find it unpalatable. The noodles were slimy and sweet; the puffer fish (blowfish) was not that of sushi-grade, rather hard and crunchy. You are eating the spine, not the meat, of the fish. So, if the fact that they are highly toxic to humans doesn't dissuade you, eating the spine definitely should.

The Yook Swe Bi Bim Bob was our fav! I could come back and eat just this dish every week in the summer. (photo-LT) It is marinated raw strips of beef sitting atop vegetables and rice with sesame oil drizzle and egg yolk. The dish was mouthwatering - a perfect balance of seasoning between the chilies, sesame and scallion.

Tofu House 17 West 32nd Street NY, NY (212) 967-1900

Friday, October 23, 2009

Bleh Bill's

Rule #1 - only try a spot after six months being open, however, I was so excited about all the positive press this place had been receiving (plus the fact that it's a block from my apartment). I was marginally impressed.

The actual dining area is no frills - 50's style tables with checkered table clothes and chalkboards. The staff was attentive enough, perhaps a little too attentive, but it was the first day. We ordered a Bill's classic with American, The Sunset and Vine with special sauce, topping of chili for the S&V, fries and onion rings. Lemme tell you, the fries and onion rings are incredible, but his note-worthy dish, the burger fell very short of one of New York's best. While the thin meat, not to be compared to that of Corner Bistro or Shake Shack, was tasty and spilled way outside the bun, completely drenched the bun! Anyone who knows me, knows I would want my last meal on earth to be a burger and fries. This burger wasn't fun to eat despite the meaty taste you think would be non-existent in such a thin patty. You have to love the variety of condiments on each table, 2 types of mustard - FRENCH'S!!!! and Guldan's, Heinz ketchup, hot sauce. Love the choices. The chili was definitely from a can and the special sauce on the S&V was nothing more than Thousand Island without the relish.

I'm willing to give it another go, especially for the money, but six months from now.

Bill's Bar & Burger 22 Ninth Avenue at 13th Street

Mi cerveza favorita es Modelo Especial A Fork in the Road: El Paraiso (DC)

Our final stop on the walking and biking tour was El Paraiso. According to Paulette, the two most popular types of cuisine in DC are El Salvadorian and Ethiopian...what a bizarre combination! We stopped here for a snack and it was love at first bite.

There's nothing I love more than small bites with a cerveza to wash it down. Paulette traveled El Salvador and Nicaragua for a few months, therefore, anything she suggested, I was gonna try. We split pupusas revueltas con queso (small thick tortillas stuffed with mozzarella cheese and pork or just cheese served with cabbage) and platanos fritos (fried plantains served with sour cream and beans).

I had a pork/cheese and plain 'ole cheese and I must say I enjoyed the plain cheese much, much more. Don't forget to shake Tapatio hot sauce on these!

The restaurant decor is nothing special sans the murals and soccer games as 'music'; but the women are sweet and speak mostly Spanish, so having P there was key :-)

Next time I head to DC, I'm eating a full meal here: El Paraiso 3908 14th Street NW
No reservations needed

Wednesday, September 30, 2009

A Fork in the Road: Florida Avenue Grill (DC) You Can Take the Girl Outta the South...

My best friend Paulette took me to Florida Avenue Grill in DC this past weekend and this place was, simply put, THE BOMB! It isn't a brunch-y spot of U Street that feed the yuppies of DC. It's a gritty, old diner with red plastic stools, an overpowering air conditioning and most staff have been working there 18+ years - praise Viola Poindexter!

My dad grew up in Georgia, so biscuits & grits were staples of our breakfast. One order of two fried eggs, sausage patties, grits and biscuits and Pronto!!! Now, if you don't care to clog your arteries in a single meal, don't eat here. There must have been an entire stick of butter used between the biscuits and grits, but it was heavenly. I prefer sausage links to patties since my past experiences have proved to be less than edible; but these patties were generous in diameter and soft. The grits, creamy. The eggs, salt & peppered. The home potatoes were excellent, another perfectly seasoned side as well as the Scrapple looking well-seasoned. For those unfamiliar with Scrapple, it's a side usually composed of everything left on the grill - to include onions, potato, bacon, sausage, egg, just about anything.

The highlight of my meal was when the man with reflective lens Oakley's (or a knock-off) sat next to me at the counter and ordered the "Michael Jackson Beat It" special. He even jumped in our photo at the end of the meal!

So, if you can stand the strong gust of A/C, then you'll enjoy wonderfully personable staff and the Southern breakfast ROCKS! Did I mention meals aren't more than $6.95 and you can charge it?

Florida Avenue Grill
1100 Florida Avenue NW Washington DC 20009

Thursday, September 24, 2009

A Fork in the Road: New England Fare (Cape Cod, MA)

Looks like this is turning into more writing about travels than Manhattan, but I'll be writing about eateries in NYC very soon...
New England has wonderful coastal staples: clams, lobster rolls, chowders, ice cream and the list goes on. My travels took me to Cape Cod, and more specifically, Provincetown. I had just finished Anthony Bourdain's Kitchen Confidential and this is the town where his career began, so naturally, I took interest. Although I believe it's a general rule-of-thumb not to eat on touristy streets, an exception was made in P-town. We strolled down Commercial Street beginning at the Lobster Pot, and got a cup of clam chowder. This rich & creamy soup was a perfect remedy on this cloudy & damp day. On the way back from browsing the quaint art galleries, the next stop was an outdoors seafood joint with lobster rolls (and fries) for $9.99. Usually rolls cost upwards of $19, so I didn't think this one would be that tasty, but I was pleasantly suprised. The fries were perfectly crisp and the roll mildly seasoned, but tasty enough to take down the entire thing. One thing I will say about the Cape, their love runs deep for homemade ice cream. I ate ice cream at least once a day. Every place had a wonderfully creamy confection. I have to give credit to Lindsey for sending me to Four Seas Ice Cream (she flew it in for her wedding). This place was closing for the season the day I went and what that means my dear friends, is ice cream by the pint or quart. I purchased, without hesitation, a pint of vanilla chocolate chip and ate the entire thing in an hour...yum!

Lobster Pot 321 Commercial Street Provincetown, MA
Four Seas 360 S. Main Street Centerville, MA

Tuesday, September 8, 2009

A Fork in the Road: Benno's (Galveston, TX)


Going back to Texas is always a treat for me! The family headed to Galveston for the day on Sunday and on the way back, stopped at my favorite place, Benno's. It's a major dump with the best food; plus, I love supporting Galveston getting back on its feet post-Ike. I always order the same thing, Cajun Oyster Platter. These plump pieces of perfection are lightly breaded & fried in Cajun spices, served with garlic bread, cole slaw and Cajun potatoes....oh, don't forget to dip these puppies in the red & tartar sauces!

Friday, September 4, 2009

nOOdles Part Deux

This year there has been something about noodles, and not Italian, that has me thoroughly intrigued. There is just a plethora of possibilities when it comes to cooking and spicing Asian noodles. This won't be good for any foodies ears, but my taste buds have become accustomed to the flavors of Room Service (18th St & 8th Ave). Though it IS tasty, it's probably only somewhat authentic to the tastes of Thailand and caters to how Americans think Thai cuisine tastes.

The other evening, my walk took me to Carmine Street to dine at a very small restaurant, Mo-Ra-Kote-Siam. We ordered the lemongrass soup, House Special Noodles with Shrimp & Calamari (Shanghai glass noodles with egg, chili, scallion, basil and bell pepper) and Phad Pring King with Chicken. I tend to steer clear of shrimp unless it's upscale dining, but the place will always win me over with fresh shrimp. The noodles were great (which I expected)...just the right amount of spice for the seafood...add Sriracha for more kick.

Unfortunate for me, I compared the PPK to that of Room Service which has a much heavier, creamier sauce and packs WAY more punch. A main component of this dish is chili and it wasn't spicy at all. I'm not sure if Room Service or Mo-Ra is more authentic, but I'm gonna take Room Service which also adds pink peppercorns.

The ladies are very sweet, although service is a tad on the slow side.

35 Carmine Street
(212) 627-7745

Friday, August 14, 2009


Who would have thought some small place on Carmine with the generic name Noodle Bar would be great?
These guys definitely know their noodles and spices. No way, no how are they shy with spices.
We started off with some Sichuan-peppercorn crusted calamari with wasabi aioli. Calamari was more flash fried than deep and the wasabi aioli made the dish hit home.

Now I noticed everyone was ordering pad thai with coconut shrimp, and yea, it looked good, but come on...Every table?!? We went with Bee Hong Goreng (rice vermicelli, egg, bean sprouts, Chinese chives, shredded snow-peas) with nice, plump shrimp; and Tom Yum Bouillabaisse (rice vermicelli, Manila clams, squid, shrimp, scallops, hot & sour broth). This stuff already has major taste, then throw a little sriracha sauce on and Holy Mackrel! Go without the side of soggy kimchee...2 beers, app, 2 noodle dishes and kimchee = $44

26 Carmine Street between Bedford & Bleecker

Thursday, August 13, 2009

Hallooooo Deliciousness

I work in an area (50th & Broadway)where little, hidden gems can be uncovered any day of the week. I certainly didn't discover Hallo Berlin as they have their infamous cart on 54th & 5th Avenue, which ALWAYS has a line. Luckily, HB Express is an avenue away on 50th & 9th Avenue, and had NO line, or even a crowd for that matter.

After all these years, I finally got a taste of why folks patiently wait in line. Since I was a wurst-virgin, I asked the gentleman to pick what he thought was the best order and make me become a repeat sausage consumer. He chose the kielbasa on a perfect, crusty bun topped with fries (potatoes), onions,wine/redkraut and mustard. Holy tastebuds!!!! I could literally taste every single one of these ingredients with each bite! The side of potato and cucumber salad was tasty as well. It was mixed with vegetable oil, but not oily, mustard and a touch of dill. The portion was quite healthy as well...was absolutely enough for two.

It's a great lunch spot for under $10. I was told next time to get the wurst combo with a beer for $10. What a deal!

Saturday, August 8, 2009

Swept Away A Fork in the Road: La Ginestra (Glen Cove, NY)

Yesterday I came to see my close friend, Chris, in the land of quiet Oyster Bay. He's been raving about a quaint, 20-year old restaurant in Glen Cove by the name of La Ginestra (broom in Italian). Typically, this type place I wouldn't write about, however, it was just TOO good to pass up.

Chris likes to eat AND order. Sometimes, I think his eyes are much bigger than his appetite, but somehow we always seems to finish everything. The restaurant is like a small, Tuscan home with Enzo, the Sicilian, presiding over the kitchen. The rooms are classic Tuscan colors with wooden ceilings and beams with fresh, colorful flowers on each table.

Antipasti included carciofi (fried artichokes) and fried zucchini with corncakes on top of mixed greens. Much to my surprise, the zucchini was actually fried with creamy ricotta cheese which combined well with corncakes. The artichokes, while beautiful on the plate, needed salt, could have been smaller and crispier sans the lake of olive oil and parsley. Manicotti was primi and fan-freakin-tastic~One long piece of manicotti that didn't even taste like pasta...just ricotta cheese encased in a thin layer of delicate pasta with a light tomato sauce.

I decided earlier in the evening if I was going to La Ginestra, I was going big! So, I got Costoletta di Vitello Giardiniera which translates to a big, lightly breaded veal chop; and when I say perfection, I mean it! Chris's pignoli crusted branzino in balsamic reduction wasn't bad either, but I couldn't get enough of the veal. Ate the entire thing accompanied by a Sicilian red wine only served to regulars.

If you're ever in the area, this is where you want to go. It ain't cheap, but all that fabulous food, wine and atmosphere for $199, isn't outrageous.

Thursday, August 6, 2009

Halal Cart on 17th Street & 9th Avenue

Don't eat much cart food in NYC, but didn't want to spend a fortune last night and happened to be meeting friends at The Maritime. The Halal cart on 9th Ave between 16th and 17th happens to be very good. My biggest fears of these carts is food poisoning; but for some reason this guy's cart has always attracted me, mainly because the food is cooked on the inside of the cart and looks sanitary. The other fear, fatty pieces of shredded chicken.

It was late, so I let him do the choosing, although there wasn't much choice. Chicken...just chicken in kebob form or chicken shredded on a bed of rice. He smothered the chicken and rice with white sauce and hot sauce. Ah-mazing! Not one piece of fat...definitely worth a try!

Ghandi Cafe

It is rare I venture to Bleecker Street or even use it as a route to get to Carmine, but on this particular night I tried Ghandi Cafe. It's also a rarity to have Indian delivered that I've actually enjoyed since I'm a big fan of Dawat in Midtown. After walking past it twice that evening, I walked in and sat in the dimly lit and almost empty restaurant.

Upon ordering, Roti is brought to the table along with a trio of tamarind, coriander and marinated onion condiments. I had never been to a place where coriander sauce was served an electric green color; but I dip, and alas, there is amazing sweet taste in my mouth. I ordered Chicken Tandoori (chicken marinated in yogurt and mild spices) and Aloo Gobi (potatoes, cauliflower and peas simmered in an onion tomato sauce) with a side of basmati rice and naan. I happen to be obsessed with dipping naan in tamarind sauce, although at Ghandi I kept dipping it in the coriander sauce.
The tandoori chicken was served on a sizzling skillet on a bed of onions and WOW!!! When I order Indian and tandoori chicken, it usually shows up in tasteless, fatty chunks, but not here! Real chicken here people...tender and tasty. Aloo Gobi was decent, although a small portion, and served with a side of bland rice. All and all it was a good experience and will most likely be ordering from here.

The waitstaff is extremely attentive throughout the meal which made it a pleasant dining experience.

283 Bleecker Street
NY, NY 10014