So, I’ve barely been here 24 hours in the Big Apple and I’ve formed a strong opinion – or lack thereof – on food, deepening on how you read what I’ve got to say.
Here’s my dilemma with food in NYC. They care so much about and it’s really good, or they care so little, and it’s really bad. There is very little in between.
My dilemma? I’m either fooled into thinking it’s better than it really is, or perhaps it’s not as bad as I think.
I still think Toronto rules the world with really good Italian food – and I’m talking about Sri Lankan dishwashers who became sous chefs who became restauranteurs; probably just as good as anything I’ve had in Italy.
I went to Lombardi’s Pizza in Little Italy yesterday for lunch, and I’m still torn into wondering if I liked it as much as I’m telling myself I should. After all, it was about $30 USD for my pie.
I think I’ve liked my pizza at Terroni, Via Mercanti, and Mercatto, just as much, or more so – and it comes in Canadian portion sizes. My pizza at Lombardi’s was two meals.
As I do more research, it looks as if I should have picked Piacere or Prince St. Pizza. The photos on Yelp for Piacere looks more like a true Napoli pie.
The coffee that is good, is really good – but not any better than in Toronto. I did order a second espresso – as I take this break from my epic walk from Williamsburg to Downtown Brooklyn – here at the Brooklyn Roasting Company.
I had a really good falafel for lunch today, but New Yorkers have a hard time being pried away from their safety nets of meat and French Fries. I was in a little joint called Kabob Shack in Williamsburg and the owner got upset at the new counter girl. He informed her that she had to specify that I didn’t want grilled chicken in my falafel, as that is the default. Additionally, the girl seemed a little perplexed that I didn’t want my fries with my falafel.
But if you want amazing falafel I highly recommend Moaz Vegetarian. There are about six in NYC, but I first encountered them in Madrid and in Amsterdam. I still don’t understand why they aren’t in Toronto, yet.
A funny little aside, although Maoz isn’t a Spanish company, it was started by an Isreali couple in Amsterdam, it is pronounced in Spanish the same way we say “mouth” in English.
The one thing I see more than anything else here in NYC is really bad, and cheap, food.
The homeless can eat lots of food for so little cash, but it’s really shit food.
I wonder if I lived here, if I would love the food just as much as I do in Toronto. I have a feeling that we embrace the authentic more than our American counterparts.
Signing out from the Brooklyn Roasting Company.
Navy Yard, Brooklyn, NY
Much love – for food