December 6, 2009
Epistrophy, Macarons, Desserts at Spot, Panya, Ost, and Artichoke (In One Day)
This entry took place on November 29. Sorry for the lack of activity—it's been an oddly busy week. Maybe someday I'll even write about it! Heh heh! Yeah! Is that what I do? Yeah.
This is going to be one of those posts with lots of photos and some words that go with the photos. Which is generally how they all are. But this one is going to have EVEN FEWER (man, I almost said "less"...[wipes sweat from brow]) WORDS. You'll love it.*
*Not guaranteed.
- People. Hangin.
Jason and I embarked on a multiple-hour-face-stuffing-session to make the most of his stopover in New York City from his family's home in South Jersey to his job in New Haven, starting at Epistrophy in Nolita for a late brunch.
- Orecchiette.
Unfortunately, Jason's plate of orecchiette with potato and green beans in pesto was sandy. Or gritty. Or a characteristic that pesto shouldn't have.
- Salmon sammich.
He sent it back in exchange for a panino con salmone made with smoked salmon, Brie, arugula, and halved cherry tomatoes on a pressed and toasted roll. As someone who doesn't particularly like tomatoes, even I thought this sandwich could use more tomatoes to balance out everything else. While we wouldn't say the sandwich was bad, there wasn't anything memorable about it.
- Pork in thar.
Same with my panino al maiale filled with thin pork cutlets, avocado chunks, fontina, tomato slices, and mayo. A pleasing combination, but not one that came together to create awesome in my mouth. If there was anything remarkable or unremarkable about the sandwich, I'd tell you, but I can't really go either way. (I suppose that means it veers towards the latter.)
Epistrophy is a comfortable place to hang out if you're in the area—you could probably linger for a long time over a cup of coffee. But for a sandwich, I'd take a 10-minute walk to Tiny's Giant Sandwich Shop. Also, the lighting in Epistrophy's bathroom is almost nonexistent (assuming that no light bulbs were broken). From the meager photons that hit my retina, I could gather that the bathroom was clean and had nice decor, but if I didn't pay attention I could've imagined myself peeing in any small, dimly lit space—"narrow back alleyway under the moonlight" kept coming to my mind for some reason.
We followed our sandwiches with a visit to Green Apple next door. Although it's a gelateria (and a nice one at that), we were there for something else.
- MACCIES.
I spied macarons through the window. And they looked quite promising.
- Macarons!
The macarons are by J' Chanceaux Macarons, who is sharing the space with Green Apple. Out of the 15 flavors they had that day, I chose six for $6 (buying fewer than six costs $1.25 a piece): pistachio, black sesame, nutella, caramel, chocolate, and mango.
- Too dry! Oh no.
The macarons varied greatly in quality. Nutella (pictured above) was much too dry; the center had this hard-chewy consistency like a cold Starburst. Pistachio was much too sweet. Mango tasted curiously like...not mango. But chocolate, caramel, and black sesame were all fine, texture and flavor-wise—not dry nor too sweet. So some of the macarons are worth getting, as long as you choose the right flavors and get a good batch. (I might be overly picky with Pierre Hermé on my mind and all. I'm due for a trip back to Paris to refresh my macaron memory.) So far, the best macarons I've had in New York City, aside from Mitzy's (who doesn't count now since she's in Indonesia) are from La Maison du Chocolat.
- Spot.
Ain't no better way to follow up a sweet snack with...another sweet snack? Next stop was Spot, Pichet Ong's new desert cafe located below the pho restaurant on St. Mark's Place.
- White miso semifreddo.
We ordered based on Kathy's recommendations (I'm taking all my descriptions from her), starting the the white miso semifreddo, sort of like slices of semifreddo sandwiches made with cake, accompanied by a quenelle of raspberry ice cream and a tuile.
- Persimmons.
Second was the poached persimmon on top of creamy jasmine rice pudding, topped with mascarpone, toasted pistachios, a caramelized tuile, and white chocolate shavings.
- Ovaltine! In ice cream.
Third—and last, yes—was a scoop of Ovaltine ice cream. It tastes like very strong Ovaltine, if it were in rich spherical ice cream form. Sort of chocolate-y, more malty. If you don't know what Ovaltine tastes like, you can usually buy a cup of it (hot or cold) at a Chinese bakery, although this ice cream may taste more like if you just stuck a spoonful of the mix in your mouth.
- CLOSER LOOK.
Jason was first to notice that, aside from the ice cream, the desserts were sprinkled with iridescent sparkly bits. He was also quick to make the Twilight vampire reference—not that we think that's what Spot was going for, but now that's all I think of. (I haven't read the books, but I did see the first movie. MY MOM HAD IT ON DVD, OK. Ok.)
The persimmon was my favorite, more for the rice pudding than the persimmon, though. I think I was too full to fully appreciate the desserts, or I'm losing my once insatiable sweet tooth. I will always spring for gelato, macarons that don't look like crap, and chocolate chip cookies, but I'm not sure I'm ever in the mood for more creative desserts like Pichet's. BORING ME. Glad I tried them though, and it might be the comfiest hang out spot on the busiest block of St. Mark's Place.
- Panya.
We stopped by the newly reopened Japanese bakery Panya, now with a snack and prepared foods section, and a kitchen that prepares homey hot food items like donburis and curry. I'll have to try it later; my stomach felt sort of explode-y by this point.
- Cheap breakfast.
If I worked or lived near Panya, I'd try this breakfast deal: two eggs any style with home fries, salad, and choice of breakfast meat and bread for only $3.75.
- Chai.
After Jason left to catch a train to New Haven, I spent the rest of my night at Ost, a lovely coffee shop in the East Village that I'm sure will become my most oft-visited coffee shop, despite not even drinking coffee, because my friend Lee Anne now works there! YOU SHOULD GO THERE AND SAY HI! And buy something. I'm sure she makes a good cuppa. (Her hours are flexible right now, so I can't tell you her weekly schedule, but I know she'll be there tonight until closing.) Knowing my aversion towards coffee, she made me an iced chai topped with powdered cinnamon. Mmm, spiced dairy-licious-ness.
- Click to enlarge, and kill some brain cells at the same time.
I spent most of my time reading Double Fine Action Comics by Scott C. (it's a totally awesome-cute-funny book and it's in the coffee shop's bookshelf, so you have no excuse not to read it!) and finishing up a very stupid comic, pictured above. My drawing skills have progressed little since high school. My humor hasn't changed much either—I'm still a big fan of bug-eyed creatures and explosions. ...I'm actually 7-years-old, guys.
- HEEHEE!
For something cuter and more artistic, here's Lee Anne's drawing of a FURRED MANATEE. If such a thing existed in nature, I'd want to smoosh it so badly. With my arms. In hugs.
- manatee fart.
Compare that to my manatee drawing-style. ...Yeah.
- Artichoke pizza.
After Lee Anne got out of work, we shared a slice of spinach and artichoke pizza from Artichoke. Seems like people either love or hate the alfredo-like sauce that coats the tomato-less pizza—and I'm on the "love" side. The occasional pools of cheese are the best. The only thing I didn't like was that this slice seemed much breadier than usual, throwing off the sauce-to-bread ratio, but it still tasted good as a post-10 p.m. snack.
Methinks this post ended up having more words than I planned. Congrats for making it the whole way through!
Related
Some Pizzas: L'asso, Veloce, and Artichoke
Girls' Night with Artichoke Pizza and Semi-Dancing
The Great Macaron Hunt of 2007 + making macs at Jacques Torres
Addresses
Epistrophy
200 Mott Street, New York NY 10012 (map)
212-966-0904
Green Apple
202 Mott Street, New York NY 10012 (map)
212-966-5666
Spot
13 St. Marks Place, New York NY 10003 (map)
212-677-5670
Panya
10 Stuyvesant Street, New York NY 10003 (map)
212-777-1930
Ost
441 E 12th Street, New York NY 10009 (map)
212-477-5600
Artichoke
328 E 14th Street, New York NY 10003 (map)
212-228-2004
Posted by roboppy at 3:34 PM
Comments (23)
Speaking of macarons, I just got back from Paris about 2 weeks ago. And since I have NO IDEA when I'll be able to go back (sad!!), I made sure to indulge my adoration of Pierre Hermé's macarons, but also to do some taste comparison between PH, Ladurée and Sadaharu Aoki. PH wins hands down. Ladurée's are just a bit too sweet, but very acceptable overall. But S'haru Aoki's were very disappointing, both in texture and flavor-- esp. the filling: too much sweetness masking flavor and an overly firm texture. I really wanted to like them, but impossible. PH Still Totally Rules. So, I'm back in Ann Arbor, MI, and I've just gotten word that there's a real French gal in town who has just started to make and sell macarons. Definitely want to try them. But I want to get back to Paris even more . . . :-)
Posted by: Margaret at December 6, 2009 5:47 PM [#]
Chris: I haven't had burnt yet. STILL IN LOVE!
Margaret: So happy to hear you liked PH! Some people don't. And then I am sad. Because if they don't like PH, WHAT WILL THEY LIKE? I didn't get to try Sadaharu, but I guess I didn't miss out on much!
SK: The last time I tried them was a few years ago (photo) and while I can't remember why I didn't like them, I know...I was disappointed. Maybe I should try them again?
I need to go back to Spot. I went one night and had some Thai tea and a green tea cookie (because the jerk in front of me got the last green tea cupcake and they weren't serving ice cream for some reason). I really want to try their pretty plated desserts.
Woah, those spots are either some of my favorites, or have been long collecting dust on my bookmarks. Glad I can cross a place off my Urgent Macaron Tasting list now.
Panya is the secret NYU studio kids' staple, but as pre-noontime functionality is unrealistic during college, I've never seen that breakfast deal. Definitely give their pastries a shot next time though. I somehow always walk away with a cookie custard, but then again I also suck at self-control when it comes to sweets.
Posted by: Thespatulaqueen.blogspot.com 
at December 6, 2009 10:35 PM [#]
Yay Poofy! It has been too long since he has graced mine eyes. I think the more appropriate question is why does your mom own Twilight?!? ;)
Your photo makes Panya-san look adorable. I'm searching for the sparkle powder so that I can create wondrous sparklepire cookies!
Posted by: Jason at December 6, 2009 10:51 PM [#]
James: Aw, after three bites? That doesn't sound like love. ;)
anna: I didn't try any cookies! Yes, go get some of the plated desserts.
thespatulaqueen: I hadn't eaten at Panya in AGES! Doh. While I was at NYU, I tried it a few times, but preferred Cafe Zaiya. But now Panya has food-food...gotta try that out.
Jason: My mom likes to keep up with pop culture sometimes, it seems...and I...like to be aware of it, while not indulging in it. HAAHuhhuh.
Nicholas: I wish Mitzy were here cos her macarons are worth the money! Waah.
Oh my GOD, you make me miss New York.
Posted by: Louisa Edwards at December 7, 2009 9:02 AM [#]
FN: Oo, I have tried JPH! I liked the chocolate ones, not so much the non chocolate ones. I SHOULD'VE EATEN MOOORE.
Louisa Edwards: :)
Allix: Yup! Unfortunately, I thought it was meh. Frosting wasn't optimal and the almond flour was chunky. But I haven't tried it in over a year, methinks.
Somehow the thing I want most from this whole post is that chai. Makes me feel like making some..except I'd have to wait long enough for ice to freeze. :(
And I don't feel like your comic caused me to lose brain cells. I liked it and its boomsplosion!
I've noticed Spot too. Wondered if it was any good. Judging by how pretty they look, I'm skeptical about the price and taste. Art always dominates tastes. Usually.
I'll have to give it a try if I'm ever at St. Marks again. It's rare nowadays.
I've been to Epistrophy back in October. Can't say much about it since I didn't have dinner there. Just wine and appetizers to snack off.
Posted by: eatyourheartout at December 10, 2009 11:27 AM [#]
The fact that you care about using "fewer" properly warms my heart on this very cold day. That, and the thought of Paris . . .
Posted by: Marsha Calhoun at December 10, 2009 1:25 PM [#]
On the Orecchiette with pesto I bet they didn't wash the basil well enough and some dirt got in the mix when making the pesto. Also, the orecchiette with potato and beans reminds me of that scene from Big Night with the "double starch" does anyone remember that scene. Here it is it's a classic.
http://www.youtube.com/user/italiantapas#p/f/4/URdCltP8rqA
Posted by: ItalianTapas at December 11, 2009 9:27 AM [#]
when did panya get HUGE?
Posted by: Lutkie at December 25, 2009 8:59 PM [#]
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I feel like its always a hit or miss with spinach/artichoke slice...the reheated slices always seem to get burned on the bottom. But, freshly made with right ratio is definitely a "love".
Posted by: Chris at December 6, 2009 4:16 PM [#]