Every once in a while, a
debate rages over what the “quintessential” Singapore dish is. Is it Hainanese
chicken rice? Bak kut teh? Laksa? In food-crazy New York, similar questions
provoke countless answers, as this thread on Serious
Eats demonstrates (check out the comprehensive post by Kathryn). The
common contenders tend to be pastrami, New York cheesecake and burgers, but I
was really in the mood for New York-style pizza.
Wikipedia has an informative
entry on New York-style pizza here
for all you food historians, but it’s essentially a large hand-tossed pizza
with a thin (but not necessarily crispy) crust that’s light on sauce, and often (but not
always) sold by the slice.
The New York pizza scene is
dominated by a number of “first families”, and a number of pizzerias can trace
their provenance to Gennaro Lombardi’s turn of the century pizzeria
in Little Italy.
Of these, John’s of Bleecker
Street was located just a stone’s throw away, and so that’s where S and I
headed to for lunch. As the awning clearly says, John’s sells whole pies only,
so come with an appetite or with friends.
From the moment you enter, you
know that John’s is older than old-school. Diners sit at chipped tables and
small wooden booths, while behind the counter pizza is made to-order and priced
per topping, and the whole place has that authentic, dingy feel that only a
true Prohibition-era establishment can boast of.
What is also immediately
noticeable is the amount of graffiti adorning every square inch of the
furniture in John’s. Booths, walls and chairs are covered in scratchings and
scars from countless generations of childhood sweethearts, mobsters and
ordinary diners.
Apart from the obligatory
tomato sauce and mozzarella cheese, we decided to add sausage, mushrooms and
basil to our pizza. At US$14.50 for a small pizza and US$3 per topping, it’s
probably best not to overload the pizza base with toppings, and in any case the
pizza tastes better that way (the crust stays drier).
John’s also offers some basic
pastas and sides, but I can’t imagine why anyone but a particularly large group
would need to order these. No New York experience is sufficiently authentic
without having some fast food, and as far as pizzerias go, they don’t get much
more traditional than John’s.
John’s of Bleecker
Street
278 Bleecker Street
New York, NY 10014
Tel: +1 (212) 243 1680
Walking back from John’s along
Bleecker Street, we stumbled across Grom, an Italian gelateria. Although it was
too cold for gelato, the hot chocolate that Grom was advertising sounded
irresistible, especially since S and I are chocolate fiends, and Grom's billed itself as “authentic Italian hot chocolate”.
Just watching the viscous hot
chocolate being ladled into a milk frother was intoxicating: the chocolate
melted and dripped off the ladle like so much liquid wax.
Grom’s hot chocolate is
exactly what it looks like – nearly 100% melted chocolate that is steamed up in
a milk frother. Luscious, almost cloying, liquid chocolate. No one could possibly complain that this hot chocolate is too
thin or diluted, and in fact I even thought that it would have benefitted from
being thinned out with a little milk. S and I went a little overboard and
ordered the large cup, which is virtually impossible for one person to finish.
Still, on a cold, blustery
day, there can be no question but that Grom’s hot chocolate will stick to your
sides and warm you up to the very last drop.
It would be a waste to spend
time in New York without catching a show or two on Broadway, but there is also
the risk of being lured into one of the many tourist traps that line Times
Square and being subjected to a lousy meal. If you think a dinner at Times
Square can’t be that bad, this
review from the New York Times might cause you to change your mind.
Rather than subject ourselves
to bad food for the sake of convenience, S and I decided to treat ourselves to
some delicious ramen at Totto Ramen, a bona fide hole in the wall that’s so
small a queue is almost inevitable past 5pm. Thankfully, the line does move
along, so we were able to sit and order within about twenty minutes.
I have always been curious
what the special attraction of ramen is. Why are there so many ramen joints, and
what has given rise to the hordes of fans who are almost religious in their
zeal and fervour to sample that elusive, transcendental pork bone soup? After
all, soba or udon are surely eaten no less in Japan, and (I imagine) require
comparative skill to make – so where are all the soba and udon restaurants?
One of the reasons for Totto
Ramen’s popularity is the char siu. The slices of it are stacked high behind
the counter, and the top layer is constantly being broiled by one of the
kitchen hands wielding a portable blow torch.
It’s easy to see the
attraction: the char siu is brimming with fat, and the char from the flame
gives it an irresistibly smokey flavour which adds to its complexity and
tastiness.
For those of you who think
that ramen, while cheap and comforting, is not particularly filling, be sure to
order the Totto Ramen special. Topped with a mountain of black fungus, bamboo
shoots, bean sprouts and scallions, and concealing a large quantity of char siu
and pork ribs, as well as, of course, the ramen itself, I severely
underestimated the amount of food contained in one bowl. The Totto Ramen special
was a cornucopia of tasty pork, springy noodles and a sweet, richly umami
broth. Good for any occasion, but truly exceptional on a particularly cold
autum night.
Totto Ramen
366 West 52nd
Street,
New York, NY 10019
Tel: +1 (212) 582 0052
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