At this very moment in time, I'm sitting in my childhood bedroom, cozy, warm, and dry with a cup of hazelnut coffee by my side. Miss Irene has certainly ruined my weekend plans, and yet, I feel as though being stuck at home with my family was a necessary change of pace. I've been going, going, going this entire summer. It was fun, there's no doubt, but it didn't leave ample time to read, write, or relax as much as I would've liked to. That time is now, whether I like it or not.
Now that it has, I'd like to share with you the dining experience of the summer. I have literally been dying to go to Northern Spy Food Co since I first discovered it in February. Named after one of New York State's classic heirloom apples, it boasts a menu based on seasonality and quality with as much local goodness as possible. It's small East Village space incorporates as many reclaimed and repurposed materials as possible. And, it maintains one of the wittiest and most entertaining twitter accounts there ever was. I suggest you follow them now.
We did, we chose that one. Yet a couple minutes later, the Purslane salad was served (blueberries, roasted corn, green beans, Landaff cheese, yogurt vinaigrette) alongside the Peach salad (padron peppers, mint, honey).
We both ordered specials of the night. I had succulent (yes, succulent) scallops from Long Island served with a zesty carrot tapenade and roasted cauliflower.
Leslie had a beautiful bowl of mussels in a white wine sauce with crusty country bread. These dishes alone could have wonderfully satisfied us, but we were also served a complimentary side of their duck fat fries with malted spiced yogurt.
I wouldn't be surprised if these fries were their most popular side item; they were delicious. As was the dip which was made by Lancaster Farm Fresh. We enjoyed as many bites as we could, but could not believe our luck, nor their generosity.
P.S. Wherever you are as you read this, I hope you are cozy, warm, dry, and most of all, safe, too.
