The closest thing Manhattan's got left would be Di Palo's or Raffetto's maybe, for homemade pasta. Otherwise you've got to head out to Bensonhurst or Bay Ridge.
Last edited by Oliver (2014-09-30 14:21:29)
And De Robertis Pasticceria for latenight espresso and canolis.
Of course, I love Faicco's. It's completely different though. One is mostly imports and the other makes and cures everything in house. Anyhow, I've lived on the East Coast my whole life and spent a third of that time in Manhattan. My aunt went to Columbia and I used to stay at her apartment on weekends growing up. I was 15 on my first "solo trip" to the city. I caught a ride on the hassidic bus leaving from Chinatown which was packed full of ultra-orthodox black hats and one long hair chainsmoking teenager armed with a mixtape full of The Teemates, Marauders, Vagrants, etc. It was a sweltering 12-hour long mid-summer journey and we got stuck at the border for what felt like half that time. I was on my first pilgrimage to Midnight Records having been a lifelong catalog subscriber and mail order junky. I had just gotten my hands a copy of Arnold Shaw's "The Street That Never Slept: New York's Fabled 52nd Street" (still one of my favorites books!) and I shacked up blocks away from Skid Row in a cheap Midtown hotel just up the street from all the XXX shops and old-style porn theaters that used to hedge the streets. There was a Sam Fuller restrospective at The Film Forum where I'd escape the scorching afternoon heat each day. That trip was one hell of an experience! I've been back to the city at least once a year since. For a while, we'd even gotten into the habit of taking family trips to New York every Labor Day, though it quickly devolved as we each found ourselves dispersed across town. My wife went to NYU for her Masters and lived in the East Village for 4 years; moving back and forth between Brooklyn for several more. She worked at the UN part of that time. Half of our friends are in the city and my sister recently moved to East Williamsburg. It's become a home away from home.
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Cafe Edison is another old New York favorite where I've spent many hungover mornings. Fine & Schapiro and 2nd Ave Deli (my favorite after Katz's) which I heard was shuttered recently.
Have you ever been to Shelsky's Smoked Fish in Cobble Hill btw? Haven't been myself but it's supposed to be the R&D of Bklyn.
^ Shelsky's isn't a patch on R&D but they do a hot smoked 'fatty kippered salmon' that is a bit special.
Langer's: the paramount of pastrami; home of the world's best sandwich.
that Langer's pastrami sandwich looks insane, holy Toledo! I have never been to Langer's, and I am very mad at my brothers for this egregious oversight which I will never forget your having brought to my attention!
respect again!
It'll take you two weeks to eat that? Shit....
Just reading this thread's made me fatter.
Haha!
It is insanely indulgent.
all I wanted was a BLT and look what you had to do ... a BLT was attainable ... the stuff you're posting is unfairly amazing ......
this is worse than the time you posted your Rooster tie hoard ......
but at least I've got my barbeque tent to run to for consolation while I'm crying about the total lack of killer pastrami in the county these days ......
you're evil