As soon as I heard about BarBacon — a single focused restaurant that opened a few months back in Hell’s Kitchen, I
forced nicely asked one of my friends to accompany me on a visit. A restaurant that centralized on the winning (and artery clogging) bacon and beer combo — what could be better?
We started with the Tasting, which included four kinds of bacon: jalapeño, spicy pepper, maple and smoked applewood. Each was delectable, but we deemed the jalapeño as our favorite. Before going, I noticed that Yelp reviewers were loving on the grilled cheese and lobster roll. A common thought after doing some preliminary research would be to order said grilled cheese and/or lobster roll, but my friend and I aren’t really the trend-following type (just kittens we met working in fashion), so she went for the pulled pork sandwich and I opted to check out the lobster bisque. Both entrees were phenomenal.
If I went back again (and against the health-conscious part of my brain’s better judgement, I would), I think I would cave and try the grilled cheese. And probably not go at 7pm on a Friday since it’s the end of their happy hour (4-7pm is half off well drinks and beers) and they don’t take reservations. Overall, it’s a cute joint. If you’re the meat-eating type and ever find yourself in Hell’s Kitchen, it’s worth checking out.
When I say I never go to the West Village, I mean I never go to the West Village. But somehow, despite being one of the furthest places from my apartment in the island of Manhattan, I found myself in the West Village three times last week [and admittedly, wanting to go more]. My most recent excursion was to partake in my favorite New York cliché: Sunday brunch.
My friend Allison has talked up Philip Marie‘s brunch to me for the better part of two years, but due to my extreme laziness on my days off, I’ve never made the trek until this past weekend. And I have to say, it’s quite upsetting that I waited so long.
For one, CANDY BACON PANCAKES WITH MASCARPONE is a real item that lives on their menu. They had me at candy bacon. I obviously indulged myself like the ravenous bacon-obsessed monster I am, and they did. not. disappoint. According to my friends, the crab cakes eggs benedict, egg white frittata and croissant french toast were also great menu choices.
In addition to the tasty fare, our friendly waiter was the very opposite of the rude, brunch-hating wait staff that the spot was rumored to have, and we were lucky enough to get the best seat in the house. The food, the company, and the ambiance made this into one of the best Sunday “drunches” I’ve had in a while, and I’m thrilled to add Philip Marie into my regular brunch rotation.
What are your favorite brunch spots in the city?