
Otto’s puttanesca is too sweet from too many tomatoes and lacks the salty kick puttanesca lovers look for from anchovies (barely there) and capers and olives (making a brief guest appearance). Disappointing at best, regrettably.

Otto’s puttanesca is too sweet from too many tomatoes and lacks the salty kick puttanesca lovers look for from anchovies (barely there) and capers and olives (making a brief guest appearance). Disappointing at best, regrettably.
Two dishes on this post: thanks to jury duty, my husband and I were able to have lunch together at Otto’s bar on a chilly, late February day. That was the first time I sat at the bar at Otto and I quite liked it. The burly barman’s service was correct and his demeanor distant; his lack of approachability kept the busy bar’s noise levels pretty bearable at lunch hour. Continue reading
I always approach a restaurant that I love with trepidation. The memory of a great meal past might be entirely replaced by the reality of a subsequent bad meal, and the nostalgia, the lingering memory of the first experience, the one that made your mouth water, is forever gone.
Well, that was a bit dramatic. But it’s a real disappointment to go to a place that you thought was wonderful and get a meal that was just ok.
I became a fan of Mercato in Red Hook, up the Hudson River in Dutchess County in August last year. We went there after an ill-conceived visit to the Dutchess County Fair, where we had spaghetti and meatballs on a stick and fried ravioli, among other “specialties”. Nowhere to be seen were the prize-winning pies and jams. It was just, well. Hot and ugly. There. I said it. So our dinner at Mercato that night was beautiful. I can’t remember what we ate, but it was beautiful, and the impression stayed with me and made me excited.
We revisited Mercato last weekend — it was the one restaurant I had to go to during a short trip to the area. I was going to just enjoy my meal, but then I read in the special’s board that chef Francesco Buitoni was a semi-finalist for a James Beard award this year (under Best Chef: Northeast category), so I decided to take pictures as well.
And to report. I am not giving up on Mercato. Yet. Our meal was not bad, just not great. I will go back soon enough as we’ll be summering (and springing) in the area.
Stern is magically situated a couple of blocks away from each of Mario Batali’s Greenwich Village restaurant trifecta — Lupa, Babbo and Otto. So just to add variety to my Otto series and to take advantage of Restaurant Week, I went to Lupa and had the lunch special.
Now, I am not a fan of lunch specials, at least not those during Restaurant Week. Sure, it’s an opportunity to sample a famous restaurants at a low price, but the sampling they offer often makes me not want to go there and pay full price for it. For the current rate of $24.07 you get a choice of the lowest priced appetizers and entrees, plus dessert. The rooms are crowded, service is grumpy. Continue reading
As promised, the Carbonara.
I am a huge fan of spaghetti alla carbonara. Between the pancetta, eggs, cheese and cream (yes, I like mine with some cream) it’s a cholesterol bomb, and I try to only have it once every few months, and I enjoy every bite of it. Continue reading
I am teaching at NYU-Stern this semester. As such, I have much of the Greenwich and East Villages within a 10-minute walk radius, and I am looking forward to exploring the restaurants and markets in both neighborhoods.
One thing I know for sure is that I’ll be eating at Otto pretty often. With pastas at $9 ($12 for the weekly specials), I think there is hardly a better value in New York.