Friday, October 24, 2008

Joe's Shanghai Restaurant - NYC Restaurant Review #10

Joe’s Shanghai Restaurant ….. “not your average Joe”

The name ‘Joe’s Shagnhai’ gives off the vibe of another average restaurant packed into the small streets of Chinatown, but don’t let that fool you. Famous for their renowned “soup dumplings”, this place attracts tons of tourists each day, creating lines out the door and around the block. Luckily, I did not have that problem as I beat the lunch crowd and was seated right away. Joe’s is all about speed; starting from the moment they seat you, to taking your order, to filling your water glass, to serving the food; they want you in and out as quickly as possible.

Joe’s does what I like to refer to as, “community dining”; they seat parties together at the same table. Once you get past the initial awkward stare and the dumplings arrive, you don’t even notice the three random people at your table.

Appetizers:

This was a no brainer. The waiter actually did the ordering for us. One order of crab soup dumpling and one order of pork soup dumplings. A common misconception is to assume that it is like a dumpling soup, with broth and a few floaters, but it is much more than that. The soup is actually inside of the dumpling along with crab or pork meat. Tightly wrapped on the outside, this doughy purse is about to burst at any moment, so be careful when biting into it, because the soup is boiling hot. The broth inside the dumpling was phenomenal, with consistent flavors throughout, very similar to the broth of a wonton soup. Personally, I prefer the pork to the crab, because it’s a flavor I’m used to when eating steamed dumplings; however, I highly recommend ordering both so you can compare on your own. They provide very sour vinegar as a dipping sauce which only enhances the flavors. I could go on and on about how interesting and amazing a dish this was, but I think Joe’s is the kind of place everyone should try on they’re own at least once.

SIDENOTE:

How do they get the soup inside those dumplings? Easy: They thicken it with gelatin and put it in solid. Then, when the dumplings are steamed, voila: soup!

Entrees:

After we downed the dumplings, we were immediately regretting ordering two entrees. The first is a staple in my mind, and always reminds me of Seinfeld.

Kung Pao Chicken…. “George likes his chicken spicy!”

Packed with peanuts and cashews, this dish did not disappoint. Small chunks of spicy chicken filled the plate, along with big slices of fresh red and green peppers. A consistent dark red shade was present throughout the dish, showing the beautiful colors of the burnt flavors from the bottom of the wok it came from. The amount of kick was just right, not too mild, and not too spicy. Nice job chef.

Crispy Whole Yellow Fish

The dish was exactly how it sounds. An entire fish (eyes still on) meaty, white fish fried to a crisp and smothered in a homemade sticky teriyaki sauce. White rice is included with any entrée so I would suggest laying some rice down on the plate and then covering it with the special sauce. It is a very exciting dish to order and perfect for sharing because everyone can pick and choose which pieces they want. Be daring and try the cheek muscles, or even the eyeballs.

Overall, Joe’s is a fine dining establishment and I would go back again. Well, I have to go back again because I already promised my girlfriend, who I ditched to go to Joe’s with my co-workers. Nevertheless, even with all the tourists and their maps and NYC T-shirts, Joe’s is worth the wait and is deserving of the hype.

Restaurant Review Rating Scale





Total Points Available
Food 9
10



Service 10
10



Ambiance 8
10



Bang for the Buck 8
10



Overall 9 10



44
50
Joe's Shanghai ($$$)
Chinese

9 Pell St, New York 10013
Btwn Doyers St & Bowery


Phone: 212-233-8888

Friday, October 10, 2008

The day the J Spot stood still

Today's post is short, for I cannot think. If it does not make sense, it's because I'm famished and delirious. Enjoy

Today has been a tough day. I'm extremely vulnerable and desperate and clearly at my lowest point in as far back as I can remember. As we roam the streets of Chelsea the smells of Dallas BBQ and Brownstein’s cafe awake my taste buds which haven't experienced the joy of food since late afternoon yesterday. Yes, that's correct; I did not have a pre-fast dinner. For someone like myself who enjoys food so much this day is what I equate to dying a slow death. The optimism and thought that you can make it through easily fades as the minutes tick by. Each walk by the kitchen is tough. I had to put barriers up. Throughout the day I imagine vast plates of my favorite foods...like a lost soul in the desert finding a mirage of water...or peter pan imagining his feast among the lost boys in neverland.

Imagine this...
Salty slices of prosciutto fill my mind on this holy day. Pesto spreads with rustic Italian breads. At another table, my man Morimoto is hand rolling sushi; spicy tempura rolls, yellowtail and scallion and his own homemade wasabi sauce. I am now in my happy place that Happy Gilmore would be proud of. As I turn to my left, I see a large, piping hot brisket at a carving station accompanied by a creamy horseradish sauce...there is no line to wait in. As you all know, I have a soft spot for cubed cheese, but the cheese itself does not have to be soft. To my left is an entire Murray's cheese spread straight from Bleeker Street. Filled with Gruyere, Swiss to smoked Gouda and everyone’s favorite, creamy brie along with rosemary and olive oil crackers for the spread. I can even see some of my favorite people at the table with me; Larry David, Bobby Flay and yes, Ghandi. However, even in my happy place Ghandi won't eat. Go figure.

I woke up this morning with pan in hand ready to prepare an omelet fit for a king to fill the void left by the dinner I never had. Then my roommate caught me and spoiled all. It's now almost time to break the fast. I've never made it this long. My personal record to date in my 24 years of never formally fasting was 3pm. It's now 3:39 and my hands have started to shake. This isn't like the New York City marathon...there is no runners high down the home stretch.

Well I'm heading out now...It's time to embark on my uptown journey that will inevitably culminate in satisfaction among my people. The texture of the nova lox, the smoke of the kippered salmon and the creamy whitefish are awaiting me. But even in my desperate state...I will not forget the secret ingredient...cucumber.

Josh

**Co-authored and contributions from Matt Litman (his blogging debut)

Tuesday, October 7, 2008

A Salt and Battery- NYC Restaurant Reveiw #9

October 5th, 2008

A Salt and Battery ……. "The king of all fish sticks"

After watching these guys destroy Bobby Flay on his up and coming Food Network show, "Throwdown," I felt obligated to see what all the fuss was about. Discretely located in the heart of the West Village, this place is no longer a New York secret. Be prepared to wait for your food, and then wait even longer for a seat in the small parlor style establishment. Good things come to those who wait.

A Salt and Battery offers a variety of fried fish and has quietly filled the void for many British natives who are in search of their homeland favorite: Fish n' chips. Don't make the mistake of ordering fries, as they specify clearly on the menu, "CHIPS! NO FRENCH FRIES HERE!" I think they are still a little bitter from the war. Now onto the food…

You have the option of a few different fish, ranging from pollock, sole, haddock, whiting, cod, etc; all of which are meaty white fish, perfect for drenching in oil and throwing in the fryer. They pride themselves on the secret batter which coats each fish before it touches the oil.

My party ordered the haddock, pollock and a large order of chips and deep fried beets to share. Personally, I thought the Haddock was far superior to the Pollock because of the meaty consistency and a much fuller flavor. The Pollock was good, but reminded me of fish sticks from the cafeteria in 4th grade. Vinegar, salt and homemade tartar sauce is available at your disposal and for good reason. I would highly recommend drenching the deep fried fish in vinegar to give it that sour flavor that contrasts with the salty, fried flavor of the crust. The tartar sauce is also a secret of the kitchen; consisting of a mayo base, pickle relish (or slaw), horseradish sauce, etc. Either way, the tartar sauce is phenomenal and is a must when eating here. The fries were crispy, salty and the perfect size. They were cut like mini steak fries, short and fat, like little chodes.

I will definitely go back to A Salt and Battery at some point because there were tons of things on the menu which I am still eager to try. For instance, they offer fried scallops, which looked so incredible that I almost grabbed one from the person sitting next to me. A Chip Butty, which is essentially a French fry sandwich, but a little more dressed up. For some reason, Europeans love putting fries in their sandwiches and clogging their arteries even more. That trend never seemed to catch on in the US. The interesting side that I did get to try was the deep fried beets, which were pretty tasty; I am sure Dwight Shrute would agree. The sweet flavor of the beets contrasted nicely with the greasy, deep-fried breading and made for an interesting side dish. They even offer a deep fried mar bar for desert. I was too stuffed to even attempt to eat anything else, so I will have to save that treat for next time.

In closing, A Salt and Battery is a great neighborhood treat, and is a great alternative to other greasy foods (burgers, chicken fingers, cheesesteaks, etc.). It's a fun place to meet friends, get a quick bite and then enjoy the surrounding neighborhood of the west village.

Restaurant Review Rating Scale

Total Points Available

Food

9

10

Service

9

10

Ambiance

9.5

10

Bang for the Buck

9

10

Overall

9

10

45.5

50

A Salt and Battery

http://www.asaltandbattery.com/menu

112 Greenwich Ave
New York, NY 10011

Phone: (212) 691-2713