Back To Where We Were

Balthazar, a French bistro in SoHo NYC, holds a special place in my heart. Sure they serve my favorite duck confit dish but this place is so much more than that.

My sister, Connie, had somehow found this place on the internet while she was apartment hunting with me in June 2003. We took the red eye and landing in a rainy (and at times pouring) NYC. We had spent the day wandering around with a broker and put down deposit for a place in Astoria (though of course the next day I found another place in the UES and got my deposit back). So after a long tiring day in the streets of NYC, we went to Balthazar for a nice cozy meal. My friends, that meal not only made my tummy happy it also recharged my soul.

And ever since then, I would go back once in a while. Almost every time I would get the same two things, a French onion soup and the duck confit.

Balthazar 80 Spring St.

Tuesdays Are For Butts, Legs And Sides Y'all

City Grit, SoHo

I'm a big fan of City Grit and Sarah Simmons and I always enjoy whatever foods Sarah pumps out of the kitchen. Last night was no exception and may just be my favorite City Grit dinner so far.

Along with Anh, Molly and her dad we ATTACKED the plates of bo ssam and fried oysters all served with lettuce, rice grits and few different sauces. What a grand pork butt it was. Sarah said it was her take on David Chang's bo ssam dinner but instead of raw oysters, she fried her's (which I prefer).

OH but there was still more food, a plate of fried chicken thighs/legs landed in front of us, along with sauteed spinach with pickled raisins (nice touch!) and southern fried rice.

To finish the dinner off, it was lemon posset with macaroons and macha cream.

GOOD GOD, HOLY MOLY what a fantastic dinner.