GOOD EATS NYC 2023 (A Blanket Thread)

I think I mentioned this to @DaveCook & @vinouspleasure a while back as a “new (to me) high-end Chinese place near Columbia” that I wanted to try, and was corrected that it’s not “new” :joy:

But I still need / want to try it!

Yeah, no, don’t give yourself such a hard time, we had a similar reaction to this at Jiang Nan - not texture so much as flat flavor despite the delicious chilli sauce with it — and the pretty presentation too :grin:

Interesting — I have never encountered skin-on lamb or goat. Trying to think about how I’d react to this one (probably similarly, as also offal not cleaned the way I’m used to eating it, like the sweetbreads at Mombar way back).

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Looks wonderful — glad you enjoyed it. One of my favorite spots at this level.

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I wrote a lot about Peaches in Bed-Stuy last year, so I’ll just quickly report that our repeat visit this year was just as good. Excellent source for Southern/Gulf/Cajun food (particularly skilled with friend foods) and very friendly people. My only suggestion would be either to change the bread on the shrimp po’boy to more crackly french bread or just call it a shrimp sandwich (which is excellent even on a soft roll).

Kale salad:

Blackened catfish:

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Dinner at Wadadli Jerk in Bed-Stuy (right across the street from the superb Rodo Foods) is a great experience. The owner is originally Antiguan and had a food cart for several years before opening Wadadli in 2022. The neighborhood has really taken to its jerk and Antiguan specialties, and both the beautiful handmade smoker and the picnic tables are invitingly outdoors, so the place was crowded and jumping on a Friday night in late August.

Great people-watching and great conversations – we especially enjoyed talking to a young couple from the DC area who on an impulse had jumped on a bus to NYC (a first for her) to go to the Spike Lee festival at Fort Greene and who were planning to just stay up all night since they had no place to stay. Ah, to be young again.

The smoke was enticing and the food was very good. The chicken was temporarily out, so we settled for the jerk pork, with rice and beans and plantains. I’d be happy eating this food over and over again. That said, there were flaws. The pork was a touch dry and the jerk sauce was a little tamer than my preference (maybe because the owner is Antiguan and not Jamaican?).

I suspect that if we’d had the patience to wait 30 minutes for the next batch of chicken to be ready, this rating would be even higher, as it seemed like just about everybody in the whole crowd had ordered the chicken.



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We had not planned to eat at Kubeh, but ended up here after the crowds at Dragon Fest, the East Asian outdoor food festival, were just too dense to deal with. It’s a restaurant in the West Village that has a Michelin Bib Gourmand designation. Its specialty is kubeh, which (according to Michelin) are dumplings that the owner learned to make from Israelis of Kurdish, Iranian, and Syrian descent. We’d had one meal from an Iranian-Israeli food stall at a market in Jerusalem many years ago, but otherwise this cuisine was new to us.

The pretty restaurant was an oasis of tranquility after the mobs of Dragon Fest and the servers were extremely gracious. And the kubeh was fascinating and delicious comfort food. You pick your type of dumpling and broth.

We chose the Iraqi mushroom dumplings with hamusta broth, which is made with Swiss chard, zucchini, and lemon, and the Kurdish kiske beef dumplings in selek broth, which is made with beets and celery. Both were complex comforting dishes reminiscent of the made-from-scratch chicken soup that the Beav’s mom probably made for him when he was under the weather.



But the dish we were most interested in was the muhammara. Muhammara (a dip made with walnuts and red bell peppers) is kind of common now, but we first encountered it more than 10 years ago in Madaba, Jordan. Toni has been trying various recipes for it ever since and we order it whenever we see it on a menu. Kubeh’s version, which was topped with walnut pieces and herbs, was so distinctive that Toni was convinced that it must have been made with some nuts other than walnuts. But they insisted that it was just walnuts. It was one of the best versions of muhammara we’ve ever had.

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Did you note any specifically Antiguan dishes on the menu? On the many times I’ve stopped by (at least once before a visit to Rodo, too!), I’ve only seen dishes that you might find at many Jamaican food stands.

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Dragon Fest can be entertaining between 10:00 and 11:00, maybe a little later on a drizzly day. By early afternoon however, all of New York’s recurring Asian-themed street events – Dragon Fest, JapanFes, Philippines Fest, Taiwan Fest – are extremely crowded, if not impassable. It’s good that you always seem to have a long list of backup destinations!

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I’m afraid I’m not going to be much help here. The Antiguan specialties were desserts, whose names were (if I recall correctly) written on handwritten signs on the counter. Toni and I talked to the lady behind the counter about them for a while and she said they were very popular in Antigua. But I have no idea of the name. Toni and I got the one she recommended, but it didn’t make much of an impression either way.

I do like my neighborhood-based planning list, mostly because it’s fun to assemble, but it does come in handy at times.

Dave, were you excited by the tremendous NYT article and detailed map back in October on the definitions of NYT neighborhoods? I’ve really enjoyed studying it and it offers some hope of my finally figuring out the names and boundaries of neighborhoods in the Bronx, which have always baffled me.

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Is the jerk chicken at Wadadli in fact better than the jerk pork?

Haven’t had either. I’d sooner get my jerk meat in Crown Heights or East Flatbush, where there’s more competition and the bar is higher.

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I’m fascinated by the fluidity of neighborhood boundaries, and by the different names that varying constituencies and communities assign to the same territories. Over the years I’ve gathered lots of anecdotal accounts and made note of many printed and electronic references on the subject. I’ll be dipping into the Times guide regularly, whenever I venture out of Manhattan Valley, or Bloomingdale – either name is more charming than the Upper Upper West Side.

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Unfortunately, I came down with a nasty cold that kept us more confined to Bed-Stuy than last year, for local takeout meals and outdoor dining. Being very aware that my laziness has me posting reviews of places I ate at in 2023 in 2024 (who wants yesterday’s papers?), I’ll combine all the remaining Bed-Stuy reviews into one quick-hit post.

MAYA CONGEE CAFE (excellent)


Maya Congee Cafe is one of my three favorite Bed-Stuy places (along with the Trad Room and Peaches). It is a lunch-only, outdoor-seating-and-takeout-only place with a menu almost entirely limited to unconventional congee dishes made with a combination of jasmine rice, brown rice, quinoa, and dates. It’s very low key, but not at all off the beaten path – it got a rave review from Hannah Goldfield in the New Yorker, a strong review from Eater, and was listed by TimeOut as one of the top 50 NYC restaurants in 2022. The critics are right. We got a broccoli and chicken combo with preserved eggs and a “porkducken” combo. Both were excellent. Sophisticated comfort food.

MAMA KITCHEN (excellent-minus)

Mama Kitchen is a kosher Israeli place, decorated with art honoring “the Rebbe,” which seemed pretty exotic to us. It’s been on Robert Sietsema’s list of the 40 best cheap eats in NYC the last couple of years (under a more politic version of the name “cheap eats”) and Toni had had an excellent salad bar sampler from there early in our visit). We both had meatball sandwiches with tahini (basically ground beef shawarma), which were excellent. Probably unfairly, I docked the place a notch because by the time we arrived around 5 pm virtually everything on the extensive menu was sold out. If we are able to return to our Bed-Stuy apartment next year, we’ll definitely return here earlier in the day to explore more of the menu.

ROYAL RIB (excellent-minus)

Probably the biggest pleasant surprise of the trip was the decidedly non-kosher Royal Rib. Royal Rib has been in Bed-Stuy for decades, but it closed a couple of years ago and relocated from Halsey Street to its new location on Malcolm X. When it reopened there was a spate of articles in the Times and elsewhere reporting on the long lines and the glee of longtime patrons at its returning to life.

Although we are both huge barbecue fans (my spreadsheet of notable national barbecue places currently has 1192 entries), we were skeptical of Royal Rib for a couple of reasons.

First, our recent experience with longtime barbecue places in historically African-American neighborhoods has had lots of disappointments, with gloppy oversweet sauces and meats with little or no smoke and plenty of gristle. Our sense was that with second- or third-generation owners, lots of corners are being cut in the old traditional places. Second, the reviews on Yelp of Royal Rib are savagely bad, with complaints about the slow service, the allegedly aggressively rude counter people, and about the food itself. We had walked by Royal Rib many times, but it always either closed (they have erratic hours that don’t conform to their posted hours) or with lines way out the door.

But Toni walked by there on a weekday in mid-afternoon and they were open with a reasonable line. The service was quick, the lady behind the counter was very talkative and solicitous, and, most surprising of all, the food was excellent (with the exception of the cornbread, which was Yankee sweet). The ribs were lightly sauced and the pulled pork was surprisingly vinegary, not quite at North Carolina levels, but definitely not the syrupy stuff I was pessimistically expecting. And the collards and coleslaw were both good traditional Southern versions.

Royal Rib was good enough to make my personal top 80 list of US barbecue places, ahead of some other places with national reputations.

MAMA FOX (excellent-minus)

To me, Mama Fox epitomizes the impressiveness of New York City restaurants. Not because it is world-class cuisine, but because it is so solidly good, yet completely fails to stand out in NYC. If this restaurant were in our neighborhood in the DC suburbs, we’d be eating there at least once a month, but in NYC, it’s just “ho-hum, another really good restaurant.”

Last year we had an excellent paella at Mama Fox and this year for our final meal of the trip this year Toni had a perfect hamburger; I had an outstanding bruschetta with seasonal heirloom tomatoes and anchovies, accompanied by a tremendous cocktail (“A Matter of Thyme”) made with gin and thyme and rosemary infused vermouth. And in a nice, romantic setting.

We’ll be back to Mama Fox, I hope.

SARAGHINA PIZZERRIA (excellent-minus)

We loved Saraghina so much last year that we ate there twice; it’s a bonus that they have decent vegan cheese so I can actually enjoy a pizza without lactose consequences. This year we got takeout and it was again excellent, though it of course suffered a little bit from the journey and the delay.

NANA RAMEN (excellent-minus)

Nana Ramen was another pleasant surprise. As far as I can tell, it hasn’t been reviewed by any food critics (except for one mention in a Bed-Stuy neighborhood blog). But its takeout tonkotsu ramen is the real deal, the gyoza are very good, and the fried oysters were excellent (in the heavily breaded Japanese style).

We were hungry (and I was at the peak of my cold) so only one photo:

JE T’AIME PATISSERIE

Toni gets up and out in the mornings; during our stay in Bed-Stuy she often had walked miles before I got my lazy ass out of bed. On some of these walks, she stopped by a new patisserie on Marcus Garvey that she was very enthusiastic about. She brought me one bread from there, which I waited a while to eat, so it was a little stale and nothing to write home about.

But I should really defer to Toni on this one. Here’s her Yelp review, posted after her first visit: “This is a beautiful bakery with an excellent selection of high-quality products. I had the brown sugar bread pudding-- decadent and rich with chocolate chunks and caramel. Other patrons had the strawberry tart(?), which was deemed surprisingly light, and a chocolate layered concoction, very dense and intense in a good way. I intend to be here often. The cafe itself is very airy and comfortable. The service was friendly and informative.”

No photos, unfortunately.

ZACA CAFE (good)

This place had plenty of outdoor dining with room to space out, so it was perfect for not infecting anyone else with my cold. It was doing a booming a takeout business with a burger-heavy menu. Mashed, a DIY food blog, named its salmon burger as one of the 15 best burgers in NYC and gave some interesting details about the owner, an immigrant from Burkina Faso.

We got a standard burger, which was good, but a bit overdone. The French-influenced sides were good too, in a workmanlike way.

Okay, that’s it for Bed-Stuy (whew!).

@Saregama - You had suggested I put a link to my posts about Bed-Stuy restaurants to my original post about our 30-day stay in Bed-Stuy. I’d like to do that, but I don’t know how. Could you give me a quick primer?

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@FlemSnopes You can click the chain / link symbol at the bottom (same row as like and reply) which gives you the hyperlink for your post, then go over and paste it into a response for the Bed-stuy post.

I’ll do one as an example and link it back here.

@FlemSnopes Here you go – I linked the first of your reports here to your query post, so anyone who links back can read the series here – no need to link each one imho.

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Just this week I heard of a Brooklyn neighborhood called Mapleton, where apparently there is a great place called Laghman Express.

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Jerk chicken is far more popular than jerk pork, it will usually run out faster if there’s a choice. Most places do not even do the pork.

And the spice level does not have to do with national origin. The Jerk pork I had in Boston Bay was not more spicy than at Wadadli.

My jerk pork at Wadadli wasn’t dry and in fact had lots of nice fatty pieces mixed in as well as pieces with good bark. I suspect that there is a certain ‘luck of the draw’ when it comes to the distribution of those pieces, as well as the vagaries of anything produced by humans… small sample size either way.

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Great! Thank you.

This one - equidistant between CHVENI Cafe and my osteo guy at Maimonaides- at 62nd St and 20th Ave - looks like its very worth a visit.

A quick reminder that Katz’s is still a treasure.

Carbs in all their glory - matzoh and latke:

A word of explanation about the next photo. We were eating at Katz’s with my wife’s first cousin once removed. She’s from Memphis, but loves NYC and frequently flies there alone to eat and go to Broadway shows and museums. Despite her love of NYC, she is a cautious eater (her favorite NYC restaurant is Jacob’s Pickles).

So this was her first time eating pastrami. Getting it on rye was just a bridge too far.

Safe bet that the guy in a Betts jersey is a tourist.

Add another NYC treasure – dirty water hot dogs, this particular one from a stand across from Union Square Park. So good.

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