A delicious, intense cafe cortado (espresso with milk foam) at the charming, tiny Italianesque coffee bar in Park Slope called Cafe Regular du Nord — located on Berkeley off 7th Ave. It is the only time I ever have milk in my coffee: I am a die-hard black coffee addict. The cortado tastes like a special treat and better than dessert!
A wonderful salad of baby calamari and a sformata of polenta, gorgonzola and wild mushrooms at restaurant Da Andrea (across the street from the Quad Cinema where I saw Passione for the 2nd time!) A glass of a good Montepulciano — their house red wine.
An espresso upstairs at an adorable cafe called Adore (run by a Japanese man) whose customers are mostly Japanese. A tiny secret on West 13th Street, where soups, sandwiches and other light food is also served. It’s a great place to hide, get hydrated, read, and stay cool.
Went to to uber-famous little pie shop in Brooklyn called Four & 20 Blackbirds. The salty caramel apple pie and the strawberry-balsamic pie actually exceeded expectations. (3rd avenue and 7th street in Bklyn).
Not far from the pie shop, if you want some savory food before your pie, is Bar Tono which has style and good food. Pizza looked good, so did
my friend’s burger, and my salad of wild arugula, roquefort, dried cranberries, and walnuts was delicious and ample. (3rd avenue and 9th street in Bklyn).
Went to restaurant La Mangeoire on 2nd Avenue and 52nd street in Manhattan for the first time in over 30 years! The 4-star chef Christian Delouvrier is cooking there! Lovely stuffed sepia, calves liver with caramelized onions (you hardly find that any more!), Provencal vegetable tart, even chocolate mousse for dessert. What a lovely trip down memory lane. Gerard, the owner, is charming.
Another amazing coffee — this time a “macchiato” — an espresso with just a dab of steamed milk, on the rooftop of Eataly at the new Birreria. A credible offering of paper-thin slices of coppa with good bread and olive oil, and excellent Prosecco poured from a magnum in a beautiful glass. Nice touch.
Great chorizos in dry sherry at Cafe Espagnol off 7th Avenue in NYC. Such an institution, I’ve wanted to go for decades but finally did. My husband and I shared a bottle of good Rioja and pork chops with peppers, onions and sausages (awash in an old-fashioned, finger-licking brown sauce).
A dish at home of succulent pork “tonnato” (it’s usually made with veal) blanketed in a velvety sauce of tuna, olive oil, mayonnaise, white wine reduction, background perfume of garlic, rosemary and bay. As a garnish, lots of capers and a unique touch of whole leaves of fried sage! Really good!