NYC Restaurant Redux

People watching at Lobster Joint

People watching at Lobster Joint


It’s hard to believe it but we recently found ourselves on the island of Manhattan again recently. More on that later. But one of the best parts: the food! Since we had just been in NYC in May, we knew a few places that we wanted to visit again. For better or for worse, we’re the boring kind of people that find a restaurant we like and stick with it. Until they discourage us that is. On this trip we had some really good food but we also had some really disappointing food. Here’s a recap of our NYC restaurant eats.

The Good

If you’re looking for seafood, check out Lobster Joint. They have a bright restaurant on the Lower East Side that’s right on the street and just a stone’s throw from Katz’s Deli. They’ve got a garage-style roll-up door that makes it great to sit, enjoy your food and people watch or just admire the changing foliage. The New England clam chowder is excellent and super silky. The crab roll got rave reviews from my husband.

And, of course, we had to stop by our favorites. Lombardi’s pizza was just as delicious as we remembered. It’s amazing how organized that restaurant is. They’ve got everything down to a science. A tasty, tasty science.

The last time we were at Cantine Parisienne, we simply fell in love with the French toast and I discovered Harney & Sons‘ Paris tea. While they didn’t have Harney & Sons’ tea this time, the French toast was nearly as good as I’ve remembered. There’s something about the super modern style of the restaurant that I love and the sunken seating area with large windows that offer a wonderful chance to people watch on the streets of NOLITA. A lovely way to start a morning.

Franzikaner beer at Loreley

Franzikaner beer at Loreley

The Disappointing

Not all French toast is created equal, I’m afraid. Take for example the Cast Iron Grill in the lobby of the Sheraton Tribeca Hotel, where we stayed. It’s to be expected that hotel restaurants are going to be on the more expensive side. Regardless of the price, the French toast from the Cast Iron Grill was no better than you’d get at home: soggy slices of white bread covered in cinnamon.

Returning to Loreley was also a bit disappointing. We visited the German biergarten restaurant for lunch. The Wiener schnitzel was just OK and the Apfelstrudel was more of an individual apple pie with fruit garnishes of questionable freshness. But what they do have going for them is the beer — thumbs up from the husband on that one. He enjoyed the flavor of his Jägerschnitzel, too, it must be said, although it was an Americanized version of the dish.