Just because something’s become a foodie buzzword doesn’t mean it’s what your pet needs.
Upon that first bite of pulled pork sandwich, however, it immediately became clear that this was no stereotypical airport meal. It was good food in its own right that just happened to be available in an airport.
For $30, you can order the vegetable meze menu, and the meat and seafood one is $35. We weaved our way through examples of both—though even with the non-veg dishes, the vegetables or salads accompanying the proteins were consistently stunning.
This smoked porter manages to walk the fine line between highly flavorful and eminently drinkable, boasting touches of milk chocolate, subtle smoke, and a bit of tobacco in an obscenely smooth package.
Rybrew seems to be just what the neighborhood needed: a reliably good sandwich and brew spot perfect for either take-out or eating in, right there in its charmingly industrial, unselfconsciously cool space.
Frying clams this well is a lost American art—which is surprising in this age of highly accomplished bistros. Thank goodness, then, that Chef Marc Plessis and company do it, and so much else, as well as they do in their 12th Street digs.