Luckily since Eleven Madison Park, we have had some successful meals. I’ll start with Pizza. Monday night, we hoped on a train out to Brooklyn to try Roberta’s Pizza. This place was recommended by the lady at the meat shop I had mentioned earlier, and it was recently written up by the New York Times.
When we got off the train, a couple of my dining companions remarked that this much be the “stabby” part of Brooklyn. The neighbourhood did have lots of graffiti and razor wire, but I never actually felt unsafe. When we got to the pizzeria, I started to doubt myself. The front of it looks very run down which I could handle. What threw me was the curtain in the doorway on the way in. Curtained doorways and good food aren’t something I expect together
We had a few starters – a romaine salad, a charcuterie board, and bread and butter. All good, and all memorable enough that I can still remember them (Roberta’s 1, Madison Park 0). Interestingly my favourite meat on the charcuterie board (something with juniper) came from Salumeria Biellese which I had mentioned in an earlier post. I have to admit I don’t fully remember the pizzas we had – mine had lots of fennel. They were all quite good though, delicious crust and wood fired oven. And for dessert I had “green strawberry shortcake” which was strawberry short cake with a green sauce that tasted of celery. Quite delicious.
Burgers – on Sunday, our dinner was split in two. I was incredibly hungry at around 4:30, and we were up somewhere in the 50 streets, so I suggested we stop off at Le Parker Meridian to visit The Burger Joint. This place is odd – it’s very out of character for the high end hotel. Gruff service, and about as far from “fine dining” as you can get (while still serving good food). When I went last time, there was a line up out into the lobby of the hotel – luckily this time there were only a few people ahead of us. The burger was good and I’d recommend it. Tasty, cooked nicely, and simple. The fries were McDonaldsesque, and the drinks were watered down fountain drinks. The pickle was good, but not the best I’ve had in NYC.
A few hours of shopping later we got on the subway and headed to Shake Shack in Madison Park. The line up here was much longer, and again we had burgers. We tried to match them as much as possible with the burgers we’d had at The Burger Joint in order to make as fair of a comparison as possible. I did get the shake sauce instead of mayo, but I don’t think it impacted my ability to compare. We all agreed that the burger at The Burger Joint was better (slightly), but everything else (drinks, pickles, fries) were better at the Shake Shack. I do have to say that the burger I’m most satisfied with this trip is still burger #1.
I’m falling woefully behind on my posting – I have two more posts that I want to write based on other experiences so far, and tonight I’m going to Le Bernardin so I will have even more to write about tomorrow. I’ll do my best to get at least one or two more posts out over the weekend.