[Pink Pig Time Machine by Wilfrid: September 22, 2014]
After the Seattle-Vancouver trip, I settled into a quiet September back in New York. I was reading Mademoisse de Maupin for the first time, and spending evenings up in Harlem, especially at a little neighborhood duve bar called Jewel Lounge--one of a vanishing breed of uptown corner bars for locals.
I headed over to the Brooklyn Lyceum to see a double bill of Gogol, "The Overcoat" and "The Nose"--and I ate out a few times too.
The novelty of Artisanal, and it's initially unbelievable cheese selection, had worn off, but it was still a good bet for casual eating. I stopped by one lunch time for the seafood take on croque monsieur, croque de mer. Up in Harlem, I ate at Mobay, one of a new breed of restaurants trying to raise the game on soul food by serving carefully made plates in nice surroundings (with a little live jazz, too): St Louis ribs, yams, collards.
I ate at Ixta, shooting for ambitious Mexican food in Murray Hill: chalupas, lobster and sweetcorn tacos, quesadillas with cheese-stuffed squash blossoms. And I finished up the week with modern flamenco from Joaquín Cortés agt City Center, and a supper at LCB Brasserie Rachou:
Crab cake, beurre blanc
Pieds de porcs farcis au foie gras
Filet de boeuf en croûte, sauce Périgourdine
Coron et Fils, Aloxe-Corton 1997
It's ironic that so many restaurants are opening this year, which gesture towards a classic French cuisine. LCB Brasserie Rachou used to serve it, but ten years ago it wasn't really wanted.