This is the final part of my food-adventures in New York City, I am on my way back to Berlin. Although the autumnal Brooklyn sun has been very good to us and the Berlin November weather is living up to its fame, I am quite okay with coming back. Also because I can go back to my normal eating habits and don’t feel pressured by a never-ending foursquare to-eat list. Thanks to organizing my schedule better than in the first days, I managed to cross quite some off in the last days, read about them here.
And for more, here’s the first and the second part of Food in NYC.
I mostly missed out on vegan food here in NYC, although I’ve had some on my list we’ve never really made it there. Just once I was lucky enough to catch a Yeah Dawg at an opening in Crown Heights, a very elaborately assembled vegan version of a classic hot dog with delicious red cabbage pickles in a gluten-free bun.
I received loads of recommendation where to go, and many of them included Cocoron, a hole-in-the-wall soba noodle place on Delancey in Lower Eastside. I was lucky to get there late afternoon before one actually has to line up outside to get a seat, and had the place to myself, basically. I chose the vegan cold soba with cucumber and sesame and a delicious dip. Although the share of cucumber must look ridiculously little on this picture (as I was surprised, when they put the tray in front of me), and I’m also not sure whether it’s really necessary to grind your sesame yourself before putting it on the noodles, the dip itself as well as the noodles were delicious. Definitely a must-go place.
I wasn’t aware there’s a K-town in New York, although it really is more of a K-Street in Midtown on 32nd street between 5th Avenue and Broadway. But I gladly took the chance when a friend invited me to Kun Jip, where we lined up, rushed through our ordered food and were shoved out again to seat the next in line. It’s not what I’d call a relaxed dinner, but the Korean food is very good and worth the rush. Especially because every main dish comes with a big choice of sides, Kimchi, spinach, water kimchi, soybeans and steamed egg.
Once a while we managed to make a little Ausflug in the city, like going all the way up to the Cloisters, a structure built in 1938 by the Met with the help of the Rockefeller family funds and incorporating many middle age building parts, tapestry, altars and sculptures, located in a beautiful park above the Hudson river. Or this other time when we went out to Dia:Beacon, which is in fact the most fascinating art museum I’ve ever been to. In a gigantic space pieces by Minimal artists and their successors are shown in a generous curation, making it possible for each work to have enough space to fully develop its effect.
And then we took the walk all the way down through Brooklyn to get to Red Hook, a harbor district with a beautiful view onto the Statue of Liberty and the home of Brooklyn Crab (and many other very interesting eateries, if it wouldn’t be so far off, it would make a great place to live). This diy-looking place with many colorful decorations like giant fish, anchors and everything you expect a place like this to hang from the ceiling, is serving full plates of Maine lobster, Snow crab and Blue crab. Pictured is the crab roll with potato chips and pickles, the latter being ad great as the roll itself. Although, as you can see, it’s a lot of crab and one can skip dinner if finishing it, this Ausflug is very recommendable.
We finished our New York City experience with a truly New York City Sunday tradition and went for brunch in Cobble Hill, Brooklyn. Buttermilk Channel on Court Street already had a line when we arrived five minutes before opening time in the morning and we were lucky to still get a table. Sadly, our plan to get a kick-start in the morning with the help of some Mimosas fell through thanks to a city policy forbidding to serve alcohol before 12pm. Well, being tipsy would’ve surely just made us ordering way too much, once again, because this place’s menu not only sounds mouth-watering, all of what we had was super-delicious. And the pecan french toast – which proudly graces also the first photo of this post – was certainly the best way to close our trip and made some of us even state it was the best french toast they’ve ever had. The thick brioche was soaked with egg-milk and had the exact right crust, covered in molasses and toasted pecan this is just like you picture a NYC brunch.