58 new york | march 16–29, 2020
BANGKLYN EAST HARLEM’S
Pad Thai
YI JI SHI MO NOODLE CORP.’S
Rice Roll
THE JONES’S
Filet o’ Fish
KAWI’S
Yesterday’s Stinky
Soybean Stew
CHEZ MA TANTE’S
Pancakes
I SODI’S
Lasagna a Sugo
MOUNTAIN SWEET BERRY FARM’S
Tristar Strawberries
MAH-ZE-DAHR BAKERY’S
Cheesecake
when to get it BREAKFAST BRUNCH LUNCH SNACK DINNER LATE-NIGHT DESSERT GROCERY
BEST of NEW YORK
ADDA’S
Lamb Chops
Pad Thai convert Pat Kanhasura overcame his
distaste for the “too sweet” dish by taking
pointers from a Bangkok street vendor. His is
spiked with fish sauce and tamarind water, and
you can get it with “southern-fried” chicken and a
sunny-side-up egg.
Gently simmered cubes of pork belly hide in the
depths of this deliciously nourishing home-style
Korean treat, along with spoonfuls of fermented
soybeans that mingle with the dissolving fat in a
way that lodges in your brain long after dinner.
What raises this Indian-canteen-style dish into the
canon of meat-eating pleasures? There’s the double-
cut chop itself, plus the tandoor-oven technique,
which in the hands of a master can turn anything
into a piece of tender, charred, crunchy perfection.
Afloat in a cloud of caper-studded tartar sauce,
under a tarpaulin of American cheese
and nestled inside a yielding potato roll, the
titular fillet is a worthy homage to the anodyne
McDonald’s classic.
Extra yolks add richness. Lemon zest lends
brightness. But it’s butter that makes these hotcakes
shine: not just melting on top but whipped into the
batter and pooled so high in the pan the crisp little
Frisbees are practically deep-fried.
Everything a mainstream strawberry is not: low
yield, labor intensive, pretty puny, and too delicate to
transport long distances. Also: intensely aromatic,
perfectly sweet, and juicy through and through.
A bustling operation is headquartered in this
cramped Chinatown space, where liquefied rice
flour is steamed on trays, then folded into chewy
crêpes that melt in your mouth. Fillings, toppings,
and sauces complement but never overwhelm.
In a crowded field, I Sodi’s is a couture lasagna,
20-odd layers stacked up as neatly as a deck of
cards, the crisp-edged sheets melded together into
a supple, jiggly mass. If it’s a gooey mess you’re
after, look elsewhere.
Sour cream tempers the cream-cheese richness.
Bright flecks of zest convey a pleasant
undercurrent of lemon oil. And the cocoa-cookie
crust adds a bitter crunch as well as a black-tie
dapperness. It’s fancy without being ostentatious,
simple but sublime.
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58 newyork| march16–29, 2020
BANGKLYNEASTHARLEM’S
PadThai
YIJISHIMONOODLECORP.’S
RiceRoll
THEJONES’S
Fileto’ Fish
KAWI’S
Yesterday’sStinky
SoybeanStew
CHEZMATANTE’S
Pancakes
I SODI’S
LasagnaaSugo
MOUNTAINSWEETBERRYFARM’S
TristarStrawberries
MAH-ZE-DAHRBAKERY’S
Cheesecake
whentogetit BREAKFAST BRUNCH LUNCH SNACK DINNER LATE-NIGHT DESSERT GROCERY
BEST of NEW YORK
ADDA’S
Lamb Chops
Pad Thai convert Pat Kanhasura overcame his
distaste for the “too sweet” dish by taking
pointers from a Bangkok street vendor. His is
spiked with fish sauce and tamarind water, and
you can get it with “southern-fried” chicken and a
sunny-side-up egg.
Gently simmered cubes of pork belly hide in the
depths of this deliciously nourishing home-style
Korean treat, along with spoonfuls of fermented
soybeans that mingle with the dissolving fat in a
way that lodges in your brain long after dinner.
What raises this Indian-canteen-style dish into the
canon of meat-eating pleasures? There’s the double-
cut chop itself, plus the tandoor-oven technique,
which in the hands of a master can turn anything
into a piece of tender, charred, crunchy perfection.
Afloat in a cloud of caper-studded tartar sauce,
under a tarpaulin of American cheese
and nestled inside a yielding potato roll, the
titular fillet is a worthy homage to the anodyne
McDonald’s classic.
Extra yolks add richness. Lemon zest lends
brightness. But it’s butter that makes these hotcakes
shine: not just melting on top but whipped into the
batter and pooled so high in the pan the crisp little
Frisbees are practically deep-fried.
Everything a mainstream strawberry is not: low
yield, labor intensive, pretty puny, and too delicate to
transport long distances. Also: intensely aromatic,
perfectly sweet, and juicy through and through.
A bustling operation is headquartered in this
cramped Chinatown space, where liquefied rice
flour is steamed on trays, then folded into chewy
crêpes that melt in your mouth. Fillings, toppings,
and sauces complement but never overwhelm.
In a crowded field, I Sodi’s is a couture lasagna,
20-odd layers stacked up as neatly as a deck of
cards, the crisp-edged sheets melded together into
a supple, jiggly mass. If it’s a gooey mess you’re
after, look elsewhere.
Sour cream tempers the cream-cheese richness.
Bright flecks of zest convey a pleasant
undercurrent of lemon oil. And the cocoa-cookie
crust adds a bitter crunch as well as a black-tie
dapperness. It’s fancy without being ostentatious,
simple but sublime.