Showing posts with label East Village. Show all posts
Showing posts with label East Village. Show all posts

Saturday, October 16, 2010

Sunny and Annie's Deli

The Korean deli is a New York staple. Where else can you find made-to-order sandwiches and salads, soups, groceries, a hot and cold buffet, sushi and udon noodle soup all in one place? It is the perfect lunch standby for the mercurial and demanding New Yorker. The key, of course, is to figure out which delis excel in whatever it is you're craving at the moment.

Upon moving to the East Village this past summer, I did a quick search on Yelp, which revealed that Sunny and Annie's was the place for sandwiches in the neighborhood. Specifically, the P.H.O. Real Sandwich - pho masquerading as a hoagie.

Sunny and Annie's does an impressive job of capturing the flavors of a bowl of pho between two pieces of bread. All of the necessary aromatics - bean sprouts, cilantro, onions and basil - are in there, along with some unconventional but welcome additions, such as avocado and tomato. In lieu of mayo and mustard are squirts of sriracha and hoisin sauce. Crammed into the heart of the sandwich is a generous amount of roast beef. Unfortunately, the beef is dry and well-done. A bloodier, moister roast beef would better mimic the rare beef that is usually sliced into the broth. I can picture a more upscale establishment taking the concept even further, serving a star anise spiked beef broth with the sandwich for an Oriental riff on a French dip sandwich.

The P.H.O. Real sandwich may not warm you up like a bowl of noodles would on a cold winter day, but if you happen to be running around Alphabet City one day with a hankering for pho, the P.H.O. Real at Sunny and Annie's is a stand-in that's worth a try.

Sunny and Annie's
94 Avenue B
New York, NY 10003

Saturday, September 25, 2010

Sorella

The borders of Chinatown have been creeping into Little Italy for years now, but Italian newcomer Sorella has decided to strike back. In 2009, it plopped itself down between two rundown Chinese storefronts on Allen Street, close enough to the East Village to attract downtown hipsters with its small plates and wine bar concept, but in a humble enough location to match its fledgling status. Its impenetrable dark gray exterior is hardly inviting, but behind those heavy doors and rows of tiny porthole windows, a delightful jaunt through the cuisine of Piedmont, Italy awaits those curious enough to enter.

Piedmont is located in northern Italy, and is one of the country's wealthiest regions. Unsurprisingly, its cuisine is characterized by luxurious, rich ingredients; egg yolks, truffles, butter and cheese are used with a heavy hand. Sorella doesn't deviate from this decadent approach, yet manages to imbue a certain lightness to its fare, so that the diner is satisfied, rather than overwhelmed, by the end of the meal. The way the menu is structured, into qualcosina ("little something" in Italian), probably helps too.


The meal begins with a bundle of complimentary grissini, the slender breadsticks that originated in Turin, the capital of Piedmont. Crunchy and salty, they have an addictive quality that will have you reaching for them throughout your meal.

Pate de fegato: Duck fat English muffin bread, chicken liver mousse, fried egg, bacon.
This is what I came to Sorella for. Extravagant? Sure. Pervasive meatiness emanating from every duck fat-soaked bite I took? Check. However, while this dish was good, it was a bit underwhelming. The flavors failed to play off one another and highlight the intensity of the other components; they were individually delicious, but never became more than a sum of their parts.

Hearst Ranch Beef Carne Cruda: sugar snap peas, parmesan, lemon aioli and crispy shallots.
The beef cruda fared much better. Luscious cubes of beef sit on the plate like a mound of rubies, crowned with a tangle of fried shallots that lend a savory crunch to the supple meat. The effect is a whole lot like eating a good rare steak topped with some frizzled onions or thick cut potato chips - just in a more refined package. A smear of that lemon aioli, and that's about as good as it gets. The sugar snap peas were lovely as well, sweet and delicate, momentarily punctuated by the sharp Parmesan with each forkful.

Risotto: Ruby red shrimp, Caprino Capra, lemon, almond, chilies

Pasta is one of Sorella's strong points. Risotto, which I usually associate with fall or winter, had been carefully tweaked to complement the warm summer weather through the use of lighter, sunnier ingredients. The fat, al dente grains of rice, which had been stirred to a creamy (though never mushy) consistency were enlivened by the zest of the lemon and subtle crunch of sliced almonds. From time to time, you will be rewarded with one of those sweet ruby red shrimp, plump and jewel-like, nestled in the risotto's starchy depths.

Tajarin: Lamb ragu, black pepper ricotta, pistachios, mint
Tajarin, a delicate, egg yolk-heavy pasta specific to the Piedmont region, is one of the best pastas you will ever eat and Sorella's is no exception. The subtle gaminess of the lamb, the grassiness of the ricotta and the soft egginess of the pasta combine in a whirlwind of contrasting and complementary flavors, the noodles maintaining an ethereal daintiness despite their heavy accoutrements. I especially loved the ricotta, which is thicker and more paste-like than most - it gives the dish a presence rather than taking a backseat to the lamb and the tajarin.

Brussel sprouts with bacon and apple
The brussel sprouts were the only true disappointment of the night. They had been roasted down to a abrasive bitterness, rather than a caramelized sweetness. We abandoned this shortly after its arrival.

Bomboloni: Lemon custard, raspberry sauce
These little Italian doughnuts are a favorite of mine, and I order them every chance I get. On that particular night, a tart lemon custard had been piped into the doughnuts, which were accompanied by a raspberry dipping sauce. While I love both lemon and raspberry, I would have preferred more of a contrast between the filling and the sauce. The tart sweetness of the lemon custard was mirrored in the raspberry sauce, making for a rather one-dimensional experience. Nevertheless, I ate my fair share.

Assortment of gelato: Espresso, hazelnut and peanut butter
Like any good Italian restaurant, Sorella offers a daily selection of gelati and sorbetti. Neither the espresso nor the hazelnut gelato made much of an impression; however, the peanut butter evoked memories of my favorite childhood Reese's ice cream.

Sorella is a bit pricey, with small plates ranging from $10-16 and desserts from $8-11. With wine, the meal can become exorbitantly expensive for what you thought was a casual dinner out. The wines are impressive, but if you are worried about price, splurge on either food or wine, not both. The restaurant itself is conducive to such an approach; it is split into two main areas: a dimly lit wine bar at the front of the restaurant, and a small but airy dining area in the back with expansive skylights cut into the ceiling. Whatever your pleasure, once you are behind that imposing facade, you will find yourself transported to a charming cafe in Piedmont, where carefree diners sip velvety wines and laugh over wonderfully executed regional cuisine - a little bit of Italy in Chinatown.

Sorella
95 Allen St.
New York, NY 10002
Best dishes: Beef cruda, risotto, tajarin, any of the pastas
Hours: Closed on Mondays; Tues-Sat: 6pm - 2am; Sun: 5:30pm-midnight. A reservation is likely not necessary.

Monday, July 5, 2010

Mercadito Cantina

Admittedly, New York is not a hot spot for great Mexican food. A quest for the authentic Mexican flavors that can easily be found on the West coast will usually take you on a trek to the farther reaches of Queens or Brooklyn. Those who stay in Manhattan, determined to get their fix, will often find that indulging in a quality Mexican meal on the island will set them back quite a bit. Mercadito Cantina falls into the latter category. However, the caliber of the food at this tiny but inviting East Village restaurant makes the $20-30 price tag worth it for this deprived New Yorker.

Guacamole - traditional and camote (cinnamon spiced sweet potato, roasted jalapenos, toasted pumpkin seeds). The Camote's autumnal spin on guacamole rounded out the sharp, summery flavors of the lime and avocado nicely. The result was a dish I wouldn't mind having as comfort food on a wintry day. Mercadito's chips are great as well.

Chipotle guacamole: pineapple, pickled chipotle, tomatillo pico de gallo and mint. This is what pineapple salsa would be if it decided to be guacamole for a day.

Pescado tacos: tilapia, chile poblano, tomatillo-garlic mojo. How can something so simple be so good? As someone partial to Baja-style fried fish tacos, I was skeptical when the New York Times declared Mercadito's seared tilapia rendition one of the best in the city. After one bite, I was a convert. You won't miss the fried batter with these fish tacos. The skin of the tilapia is seared to a perfect crispness; it provides a great contrast to the creaminess of the avocado. The skin was also seasoned to just the right degree - enough to accent the tartness of the tomatillos while still allowing the clean, delicate meatiness of the fish to shine through.

Carne tacos: hoja santa marinated grass fed skirt steak, salsa verde. Another winner. The steak was cooked to a perfect medium rare and the assertively beefy flavor of the meat was almost a shock. The salsa verde counterbalanced the subtle richness of the beef.

Tacos al pastor: ancho-guajillo marinated red snapper, grilled pineapple. Mercadito's aquatic riff on this traditionally pork-oriented dish won my favor as well. The fish was fine-textured and flavorful, and stood up well against the sweetness of the pineapple. Mercadito does a good job of taking lowly cuts of meat and fish and elevating them to great heights in their tacos. I recommend going with a friend and sampling several different tacos (the tacos come two or three to an order - don't bring too many friends).

Hongos y huitlacoche: wild mushrooms, fresh huitlacoche. The combination of both the mushrooms and the huitlacoche (a.k.a. Mexican truffle) resulted in an incredibly earthy dish with a deep mushroom flavor. However, this dish suffered from a bit too much salt.

Mercadito Cantina performs on almost every dimension, making it one of my go-to restaurants. The service is incredibly friendly and accommodating. I dined at the restaurant on a chilly, rainy day and both the bartender and the server offered to close the doors and the windows so my companion and I wouldn't be cold. The staff didn't even seem to mind when we changed tables twice in an effort to avoid the draft coming in. We ended up at the bar, where Giovanni, the bartender, told jokes and made sure we were taken care of for the evening. He even had the servers turn up the lights so that I could get better pictures of the food. (Thanks, Giovanni!) The decor is simple and pleasant, not overly trendy, and it is the perfect place to catch up with a friend or have dinner with a small group.

So until I can reside on the West Coast for an extended period of time like our Californian friends and partake in Mexican food snobbery everywhere I go, I will gladly be returning to Mercadito Cantina again and again for their delicious fare.

Mercadito Cantina
172 Avenue B
New York, NY 10009
(212) 388-1750
Reservations accepted - the need for reservations increases the later in the evening you want to dine.
Best dishes: Guacamole, tacos
Special deals: All-you-can-eat taco Mondays for $23; all-you-can-drink Sunday brunch.