Thursday, June 30, 2011

Went: Dumbo General Store

I did it!  I finally went.  Brooklyn Heights being devoid of many weekday breakfast joints, I went downhill to the general store.  The iced latte was swell--and had some sort of maple-y syrup-y flavor about which I was too shy to inquire.  I haven't been so good with the blogging of late, and so I failed to take a photo of the amazing Egg in a Cloud, which is baked and fluffy egg whites surrounding a soft cooked yolk.  It rests on some ham, fontina, and toasted brioche, and overlooks a field of creamed spinach. CT had the old-fashioned breakfast, which came with some exceptional bacon.  I wish I'd had a cookie.  And I'm glad I went to there.

Went: John Dory

We went to here after finding The Breslin not yet open, and No.7 Sub shuttered.  5 pm on a weekday in a neighborhood devoid of many options, Jon Dory it was.  I complained about the smell upon entering--something a little sickly and desperately washed, like a sidewalk in front of a nightclub.  It was one of the first hot days of the summer, so maybe they just didn't have the seafood disposal down yet.  I was hot, and unhappy, and maybe I wasn't inclined to think favorably of them--but enough excuses; I didn't like it.  The waitress was unintelligible, and disinterested.  The food was diminutive, and vaguely unpleasant: we started off with a glass a Gruet for me, and a beer for the gentleman, and a half dozen oysters.  They were okay.  The roasted peanuts with garlic and rosemary were quite good, and spicy.  Chilled crab and avocado in a shot glass was mushy and ill-seasoned  The oyster pan roast, while relatively tasty, only bore three oyster bodies in about 12 ounces of cream, which was just mean-spirited.  The highlight of the meal were the parker house rolls, warm, and brioche like in their sweetness.  I wanted to go to here, I should not have gone to here, and I will not go back to here.