Sylvia’s – Trading Church for Gospel Brunch

Foodies don’t hunger only after Michelin Stars. Discerning palettes need not break the bank. Sylvia’s is a great example of a place where you go to taste no nonsense, down home deliciousness for a friendly budget. This is soul food, and there’s really no price tag on that kind of love.

A different kind of following

I luckily went on Sunday, and on this day of rest we were treated to Gospel Brunch, meaning gospel singers will praise the good Lord as you dine. That’s how you realize soul food can really only be paired with some soulful vocals. Seated in the other room, the sound system amplifying the songs were a little harsh, but the vibe was definitely there.

Sylvia's herself...I assume

The meal will start off with some corn bread, and we continued the Southern Hospitality with iced tea. I think it’s probably the closet thing to Southern iced tea you’ll find in New York. It’s a subtle thing, but I do believe my southern friends look upon our Snapple with veiled disdain.

I was mortified to learn that they ran out of chopped livers. While sauteed chopped livers may not sound like the most appetizing thing, word on the street is that it’s pretty damn good, so I’ll definitely be back for it. I instead decided that the indulgence of the day would be Waffles and Fried Chicken. How sinfully delightful does that sound to you?

Feeling the love?

I had eaten my Waffles and Chicken separately. In all honesty I have no idea if it would be a good idea at all to eat them together. Anyhow, it’s a soul food classic, so enjoy anyway you’d like. I also got a chance to sample the mac and cheese and cod–pure satisfaction.

Coma Causing Combination

Usually I would now squeal about the awesomeness that is dessert, but here is when I drew the line. Whoda thunk even I knew when to retreat at a meal. Let’s just call the waffles my sweet finish.

In the heart of Harlem is where you’ll find Sylvia (and “Sylvia Also” next door). It’s one of the few restaurants I’ve been in that truly feels like eating at home. The decor, the music, the ambiance are all just so unlike the indifference and forced hospitality of the rest of New York. Like the food, the place is honest, welcoming, and simply comforting.

Oh, by the way, go listen to “When the Saint go Marching in.” Work up a craving for soul food and feel that feel good feeling.

Shout Amen, Hallelujah!

Jessie

Rating:  

328 Malcolm X Boulevard