I think this was supposed to me, and I’m scared
I just ate my way through NYC, you guys. I did. I’m lucky enough to have great friends who love great food so anytime I find myself in the area I get at least one dinner date that just blows me away and makes me say things like, “Ohmygod, New York food is sooooo much better than Los Angeles,” while I’m about three glasses of wine into a meal. Because, you know, judging dinner while drunk is an excellent measure of a meal.
Still, I did have some amazing gluten-free meals and can’t wait to head back, meet more friends (it was a quick trip), eat more food, and get more fab advice from NYC Grubber who I follow obsessively on Instagram. First awesome tip? Maialiono in the Gramercy Park Hotel.
Yeah, that’s some gluten-free pasta with cannellini beans and escarole, what of it? It was great and all, but two more things made this meal spectacular: gluten-free bread, and THREE KINDS OF GLUTEN-FREE PASTA TO CHOOSE FROM!!!!! Oh, and awesome friends. Duh.
The next night I had a bang-up risotto at Peasant. This restaurant, while a bit more difficult to navigate, was one of those magical places where you feel like you’re in a movie while you dine. The wine was crazy good, and our waitress had just enough attitude.
Speaking of movies, I highly recommend you follow up a dinner at Peasant with a vodka shot at Pravda coupled with an intense argument with your bestest friends about Woody Allen. Or maybe just the vodka.
Hold the mother scratchin’ phone! For those of you who have been reading for a bit, you know that I heart the cheese so much. I remember very well the first time I went to Artisanal right off Park Ave. and enjoyed cheese followed by a side of cheese. I met the dearest friend (wow, that sounds SO proper!) for lunch after a morning of wedding registry (not mine, hers) and was slightly worried about being disappointed on account of the lack of fondue I was about to consume. Guess what came out with the seasonal cheese tray?
Recognize those Glutinos up in there???? I also had a lovely tuna lunch, which, while not a grilled cheese, was still good.
The true test of my fave New York restaurants came on our last day there. See, before we moved away my husband and I had a tradition of going to lunch at Gramercy Tavern on our wedding anniversary. Why lunch? Cheaper, no reservations, and the tavern seating is kind of more awesome than the white tablecloth dining room. Also, you still get the greatest food. See that cappuccino up there at the top? Yeah, they did that.
Gramercy is constantly at the top of like, every list, all the time. So I was pretty scared to walk in as if I could eat there safely. Yet, everyone was SO on board. Not only that, you guys, this may not look like much -
But what you’re looking at is seriously the greatest thing I have ever eaten in my life ever. And when I told the waitress that, she was like, “Yep. We get that a lot.” This is how good the house made bacon, whatever most perfect cheese in the world that was, freshly ground burger tasted. I said this, “I’m not even interested in that bun. It looks awful, in fact. I’m 100% sure that my gluten-free version is better.” I repeated this often and more than once I got the reply, “Yeah, you might be delusional.” Still, that’s what I FELT you guys. Oh, and look at this -
What. The. Hell. Roasted + raw vegetables that taste as good as they look. Oh, just on the house with some dipping sauces, all gf. Beautiful!
Honestly, I didn’t have a lot of time to explore New York because it was a quick trip. Which now, embarrassingly, makes this post look like I ate an incredible amount. But I got a hot tip from a friend (an LA friend, actually because they’re all so down with the gf) about a bakery near my hotel.
All of that business up there was gluten-free! I got this savory spinach muffin and a super chocolate chip bar situation. SO GOOD. Pip’s Place, The Gluten-Free Cakery also has the best name. Pip’s, for chrissake.
All right, gang. This was another test (because all I do is test New York, apparently) when I went to my favorite very gluten-filled restaurant in my old neighborhood, No. 7. I loved their fried broccoli so much I recreated it gluten-free and vegan for my book. Still, gluten all up in there when you dine in. These gluten-free broccoli tacos, however, SHIZZLE -
I forgot to photograph my steak, but yeah, you can get a steak.
Go forth to New York, my friends, and eat gluten-free.