Archive for May, 2009

Kefi

Sunday, May 17th, 2009 by virginia

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We made a reservation at Kefi on opentable.com for 7 pm. As usual, we were running a bit behind schedule and called the restaurant to say we would be about 15 minutes late. The response was, “no problem, we’ll see you when you get here.” A few unexpected street closings on Amsterdam meant that we showed up 10 minutes after our stated 15-minute delay. We apologized to the hostess upon our arrival, and she again said it was not a problem, and that that our table would be ready in a few minutes.

We stood by the bar and surveyed the room, commenting on the décor and talking about what we wanted order when the time came. A few minutes soon turned into half an hour, and it was almost 8 pm by the time we were seated. Ok, I know that we were late for our reservation, but they gave no indication that it was an issue, or that they had given away our table. And on our trip to the dining room in the basement, we noticed several empty tables along the way. I thought maybe they were waiting to give us a more intimate table in the basement, since we noted when we made our reservation that it was our first anniversary celebration, but there was no acknowledgement of that note by anyone. In fact, our server was surprised when she overheard us saying it was our anniversary to the table next to us at the end of our meal. Not that I really expected anything out of it, but it just made our long wait all the more puzzling.

But on to more important things: the food. As we perused the menu, we were brought a bucket of bread to munch on. We like to say that the bread is a good indicator of a restaurant; we’ve generally found that the better the bread, the better the restaurant, and vice versa. This version was pretty good – a rustic bread that was served warm and had a sturdy, crispy crust. Even better was the olive oil to go with it – bright green and fruity.

Good bread and even better olive oil

Good bread and even better olive oil

We ordered two glasses of retsina to start. Retsina is something that Josh and I have debated about since our honeymoon. The only time we tried a retsina was our first night in Athens, at a random taverna in the Plaka area. I remembered the retsina being like a refreshing but acidic white wine, and Josh remembers disliking it but not remembering how it tasted. Basically, we both ended up sick that night, and I attributed it to the food while Josh connected it with the retsina. The version we had at Kefi was nothing like either of us remembered. This retsina had a very strong pine taste, something that I associate with gin, which is my least favorite liquor. Josh loves gin, but apparently hates gin-tasting wine. Either way, I don’t think we’ll be drinking retsina again, unless someone can recommend a good one! We also ordered a bottle of wine that was much better on our palates – a medium bodied, fruity and spicy red (as described on the wine list, I don’t remember the name of the wine).

Before coming to the restaurant, I looked at the menu online and had a hard time deciding what I wanted; everything sounded to my liking, and prices topped out at $16.95. After much discussion, we eventually decided on the Greek spreads and the grilled octopus to start, a second course of the flat pasta with braised rabbit to share, and the grilled branzino and grilled lamb chops ($22.95, a special) for our main courses.

The spreads, which consisted of melitzanosalata, tzatziki, revithia and taramosalata, were delicious. The eggplant had a subtle smoky flavor, the yogurt very bright and garlicky, the chickpea bursting with roasted red pepper flavor, and the caviar spread not too fishy. And all the spreads were doused with a healthy sprinkling of that delicious olive oil. The accompanying pita was good too – nicely grilled and still warm; I just wish there was more of it (I am a bread/carb fiend).

Selection of spreads

Selection of spreads

The other first course, the grilled octopus, was a mixed bag. The plate came with two tentacles; Josh started on the first while I worked my way through the spreads. He passed the plate to me so I could have the second tentacle, and he was amazed when I raved about how tender it was. I gave him a bite and he commented that his piece was much tougher, which is surprising that there could be such a difference in preparation on the same plate. Either way, the bean salad underneath, comprising of black-eyed peas and chickpeas, was a good lemony and garlicky accompaniment.

Grilled octopus appetizer

Grilled octopus appetizer

Our second course of flat pasta with pulled braised rabbit was not what I expected and seemed more Italian to me than Greek. The tender pieces of rabbit and pasta were dressed in a creamy tomato sauce and topped with a crispy layer of cheese. Fresh basil brought out the Italian side of the dish, and the glazed onions, while delicious on their own, seemed a bit of out place. Based on the menu description, I was expecting something a bit more earthy in flavor, though overall the dish was still tasty. My main complaint, however, was that the dish wasn’t very hot. Warm, yes, but not brown and bubbling as one would expect from a pasta that is served in a gratin dish and covered in cheese.

Flat pasta with pulled braised rabbit

Flat pasta with pulled braised rabbit

Our main courses did not suffer from the same fate, as they were brought hot and still sizzling to our table. Josh’s branzino, a fish that he loves to order in any restaurant, was served as two fillets, cooked perfectly and had addictively crispy skin.

Perfectly grilled branzino

Perfectly grilled branzino

My grilled lamb chops, also a dish I find hard to resist at any restaurant, came as four separated chops from a rack, were very well seasoned and cooked rare to order. The accompany rice mixed with spinach was a bit puzzling, however, as the rice seemed firm yet gluey. It was not a dish that I’ve tried before, and not something that I really enjoyed texture-wise.

Delicious grilled lamb chops

Delicious grilled lamb chops

We were too full for dessert (plus we knew we had cake waiting for us back at our apartment) but had some after-dinner drinks. I ordered a frappe while Josh had an espresso. The frappe, my first since I had a bad version at the airport in Athens, was creamy, frothy and cold, with just a hint of sweetness. It was a good way to finish off the meal.

Refreshing frappe

Josh's espresso and my refreshing frappe

Overall we had a mixed impression about the restaurant. Aside from the long wait, the service was frantic. While our server was attentive and observant (for example, she noticed our table was wobbly, fetched a piece of cardboard and then got down on her hands and knees underneath the cramped table to fix the wobbling), it seemed like we couldn’t get through each course fast enough. The runners were bringing our next course before we had finished the previous course, and given the tiny table and lack of real estate for our plates, we felt obliged to relinquish our dishes before we were totally done eating. There were absolutely no breathers in between courses, and I felt like if I put my fork down for one second someone would swoop in and take my plate, which is what happened during the pasta course. Just to give the people who know us an idea of how quickly we were eating, we got through less than half the bottle of wine during the three savory courses; for that amount of food, we can usually go through two bottles of wine between the two of us, easily. We ended up nursing the other half of the bottle before starting our after-dinner drinks, and had to ask for some extra bread to soak up the wine.

Despite the shortcomings, Kefi is absolutely a place that I’ll come back to, just for the food. Reading previous reviews made me aware of the fast pacing, the cramped-ness and the loudness of the restaurant, so those were things that I expected, even if I didn’t enjoy them. The food, however, exceeded my high expectations, and there are still a lot of things on the menu that I didn’t get to try. The prices at Kefi are also extremely reasonable. Our dinner, with two appetizers, a pasta course, two main courses (including the pricier dinner special), along with two glasses of retsina, a bottle of red wine and two coffee drinks, came out to about $170, including tax and a generous tip.

Kefi
505 Columbus Ave. between 84th and 85th St.
New York, NY

Home Cooked Anniversary Brunch

Sunday, May 17th, 2009 by virginia

After discovering that our anniversary would fall on a Sunday, and that none of the restaurants on our list of “top places to try” would be open, I tried to opt for a more sentimental route to celebrate our first year as a married couple. On our honeymoon, we spent eight days in Egypt and eight days in Greece, splitting our time exploring two ancient civilizations and eating many great things along the way. For dinner, I knew I wanted to try Kefi, a Greek restaurant on the upper west side that has received several good reviews and features a menu packed with items I love to eat. Trying to find an Egyptian restaurant in Manhattan for lunch, however, proved to be a more daunting task.

Yes, I know there are several Egyptian restaurants in the outer boroughs that have received rave reviews and have been touted by Robert Sietsema, for example, but let’s face it – we’re both too lazy to trek out of Manhattan on a Sunday morning. (Or any time, really. We need to get over that, as I know we’re missing out on a lot of good eating.) The only place that came up in my search online was the Horus Café on East 10th and Avenue A, which had standard Middle Eastern fare (kebabs, hummus, shawarma, etc.) listed on its menu. I must admit that I was intrigued by the “Cairo Falafel,” as the best falafel I’ve ever eaten was at the breakfast buffet at the Grand Hyatt Hotel in Cairo. Egyptian falafel is made with fava beans rather than chickpeas, which I found to be tastier and more moist than versions here in the U.S. And fortunately for us, every falafel we had in Egypt was freshly fried, resulting in a smooth, almost creamy interior, with a hot and crispy outer layer. Many places shaped their falafel like miniature donuts, which presented even more surface area to crisp up.

Falafel donuts at the Carvery restaurant in Cairo

Falafel donuts at the Carvery restaurant in Cairo

I was hoping that the Horus Café’s falafel would be made in similar fashion. But, as Josh pointed out, there was nothing else that stood out on the menu, and the “Sizzling Lamb Fajita” served with tortilla, guacamole, salsa and sour cream certainly does not sound Egyptian. So instead, we decided to sleep in, cook up our own brunch and pop open a bottle of champagne that we’ve been saving.

When it comes to breakfast/brunch foods, I tend to favor the savory items. But, that doesn’t stop me from stealing bites of someone else’s french toast or pancakes or waffles, especially when they’re covered in fruit and whipped cream or contain chocolate chips. I like a combination of salty and sweet, so when it came time to pick the menu for our brunch, I opted for bacon, smoked salmon eggs benedict (minus the hollandaise) and waffles.

Bacon – a no-brainer. I just laid out the strips on our flat top griddle and cooked them until very crispy. Despite Josh’s protests, I wanted turkey bacon because I knew we would end up eating the whole package, and turkey bacon just seems healthier, even though it’s really not that much better for you. Believe me, I don’t have anything against regular bacon, but for this meal, the bacon was just a sideshow.

Turkey bacon cooking on the griddle

Turkey bacon cooking on the griddle

The smoked salmon eggs benedict were easy enough, and something that we’ve prepared many times before. We toasted english muffins in a 425 degree oven, poached a few eggs in boiling water with some red wine vinegar mixed in, and then layered it all together with some store-bought smoked salmon. We added a sprinkling of fresh dill from our windowsill planter, which really brightened everything up.

Eggs poaching in vinegar and water

Eggs poaching in vinegar and water

Now for the main event: waffles. We received a waffle iron as a wedding present and it’s been sitting in our cabinets ever since. I recently read about a waffle recipe via The Girl Who Ate Everything that I’ve been wanting to try, so this presented the perfect opportunity.

Shiny new waffle iron just waiting to be used

Shiny new waffle iron just waiting to be used

The verdict: so-so. I loved the texture of these waffles – they were light and airy and extremely crispy. However, even when drenched in syrup, they didn’t provide the sweet aspect that I was looking for, as the recipe doesn’t contain any sugar. And too much syrup made the waffles soggy, negating the crispy aspect that I loved so much. With a few minor tweaks, I think it could be a really great recipe. Just a side note – be sure to really butter up your waffle iron and get in between the grooves! I thought I used enough butter on the first batch and my waffles got stuck – fail!

Broken waffles

Broken waffles fail

But overall, it was a really satisfying and relaxing brunch for us eaten at our coffee table in front of the TV. We enjoy cooking and experimenting with recipes, and we didn’t have to deal with the crowds and the waiting that is often associated with the Manhattan brunch scene. And the bonus is that I didn’t have to feel embarrassed about wanting to order two different entrees to satisfy both my salty and sweet cravings.

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A yummy home cooked brunch and unbroken waffles

Welcome to Two Fat Bellies!

Sunday, May 17th, 2009 by virginia

As sort of a first wedding anniversary present to ourselves, we’ve finally decided to start our blog – for real this time. After a few aborted attempts and false starts, there are no more excuses. Why start now? We know food blogs are a dime a dozen these days. But hey, we love food too, and even though we know that we’re getting in relatively late in the game, we have thoughts about food that we’d like to share. So whether it’s cooking food, eating food, watching food on tv or reading about food, as long as there’s food involved, we’re interested. And if one more person asks what our “passion” is in life, well, this is it.