The unavoidable call to brunch was upon me once more last weekend–a splintering choice of French or its across-the-pond thrice-removed cousin, nouveau Americain. Of course, not one to be bogged down with tradition, I chose the latter. This brought me to Eatery, a welcome suggestion.
The omnipresent crowd has long since told me little other than the fact that perhaps, the drinks are worth having. I am of course, a deliverables away from a brunch bender, and so left that part to the pros. I did start however, with some delightful corn muffins that fought off the hunger admirably for their size.
For once, the demure appetizer was no indicator of the portions to follow. The Mac & Jack was impressively large, even if some was hidden underneath frizzled onions. There was no hiding how heavy the fare was, and how satisfying–but it would have been more savored had we both been drinking at the average rate.
I got the pulled pork tostada, because few things in life tug at my heart like pulled pork. I was worried that the tostada would be fried to an unfavorable texture, but it held up its share of pork and sunny-side-up. The pulled pork atop it blended well with the yolk spared from the fry-job. A nice bite all together if you could manage it–steady your hand, balance your fare.
Full on pork, cheese, muffin, and bottomless coffee, I’m afraid I’ll have to wrap without dessert. This is a short one, with the concluding thought that Eatery is a safe, solid bet with a reasonable wait time and what appears to be an admirable bar. Is there much else required?
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798 9th Ave
New York, NY 10019