I stumbled across this review in the NYT by Pete Wells who I totally adore. Ignacio and Kieran were game to try it and we had a late night meal here on a Tuesday night. Hooley dooley, as the say in Australia as an expression of Australia: this was a great meal.
Food that you’re unfamiliar with, and that hasn’t been dumbed down, can be confusing: how to choose among unfamiliar dishes and ingredients; how much to order? But they make it easy, in this cool, elegant, concrete space, hidden away in NoMad (so hidden I couldn’t figure out where Google Maps was pointing me towards). Choose three courses per person, and choose one each from each of the three sections (for $36 each). Simple!
Each dish was delicate, with flavours and textures that were slightly unfamiliar: sunchoke with oyster mushrooms and orange, sea bass tartare, lotus root, chili oil and sesame , I think every dish elicited an outward expression of praise. The octopus was a favourite (photo at the top), not only because it was so pretty. And we even made space for dessert: ginger panna cotta with grapefruit and a strange granita spooned over burrata with lychee yogurt and candied walnuts.
Loved this meal. Interesting. Exciting. Tasty.