(Side note: I did once enjoy brunch immensely, it's just gotten to big for it's britches.)
However this past weekend, when out erranding, hunger struck and we happened to be near a new spot on Bond St. that I had noticed a few weeks ago. It serves chinese style organic pulled noodle soups, thus on such a freezing day, it sounded utterly perfect.
And it was.
I was surprised that we could get a table considering it's location and the great reviews it's gotten, then I remembered the six degree weather we had ventured out into and that many people were probably brunching in bed this Sunday.
It's a perfect sized restaurant, just enough tables to seat plenty but not too many to feel over-crowded, even when full.
The decor was not overwhelming, in a good way.
You know this place is about the food.
They have a cool tree bark covered wall,
but I must admit I was disappointed by the table and chair choice.
They must have gotten a really good deal on them as they were literally the same sets we had in my high school cafeteria.
But anyway decor was not the incentive.
I quieted the aesthete within and focused on the menu.
The appetizers sounded interesting even intimidating, so we kept it simple choosing the seasonal vegetable dish.
It was not so simple, but it was delicious.
Baby beets, yellow carrots and pickled radish presented in beautiful trio of sunset colors. It was sweet, sour and refreshing.
On to the soups.
All the choices were dictated by a certain meat or non-meat;
oxtail, chicken, duck, lobster, pork belly, veal cheek, or squash
was followed by a selection of tantalizing and sometimes daunting ingredients to complement.
They are very amenable to leaving out anything that, though perhaps standard in China, might not appeal to a NOHO customer.
My lunch date got the duck breast sans gizzard and I, normally a pescatarian, opted for the black feather chicken breast, leg, egg and mixed winter greens soup. It was one of those days when nothing sounds better than chicken soup. I also chose the gluten-free noodle option, which I was hesitant to do as the thick gluten-ful noodles others were slurping down looked amazing. These were the best gluten-free noodles I've ever had, and I've had many. Sadly I left the restaurant without asking what kind of noodle it was, but I'll ask next time, as there will be a next time especially if the weather keeps up this way.
Both soups were incredible. Of course I tried the duck and it's beautiful thick noodles in it's dark broth.
The broth of both soups had an amazing touch of cinnamon that, though I'm one to add cinnamon wherever possible, I never thought of in soup. Genius.
In mine the greens were great and having the chicken and the egg was a pretty delectable combination.
Obviously this is a place I highly recommend;
anything to help deal with the bitter weather is a god-sent.
Do check out Hung Ry at
And it was.
I was surprised that we could get a table considering it's location and the great reviews it's gotten, then I remembered the six degree weather we had ventured out into and that many people were probably brunching in bed this Sunday.
It's a perfect sized restaurant, just enough tables to seat plenty but not too many to feel over-crowded, even when full.
The decor was not overwhelming, in a good way.
You know this place is about the food.
They have a cool tree bark covered wall,
but I must admit I was disappointed by the table and chair choice.
They must have gotten a really good deal on them as they were literally the same sets we had in my high school cafeteria.
But anyway decor was not the incentive.
I quieted the aesthete within and focused on the menu.
The appetizers sounded interesting even intimidating, so we kept it simple choosing the seasonal vegetable dish.
It was not so simple, but it was delicious.
Baby beets, yellow carrots and pickled radish presented in beautiful trio of sunset colors. It was sweet, sour and refreshing.
On to the soups.
All the choices were dictated by a certain meat or non-meat;
oxtail, chicken, duck, lobster, pork belly, veal cheek, or squash
was followed by a selection of tantalizing and sometimes daunting ingredients to complement.
They are very amenable to leaving out anything that, though perhaps standard in China, might not appeal to a NOHO customer.
My lunch date got the duck breast sans gizzard and I, normally a pescatarian, opted for the black feather chicken breast, leg, egg and mixed winter greens soup. It was one of those days when nothing sounds better than chicken soup. I also chose the gluten-free noodle option, which I was hesitant to do as the thick gluten-ful noodles others were slurping down looked amazing. These were the best gluten-free noodles I've ever had, and I've had many. Sadly I left the restaurant without asking what kind of noodle it was, but I'll ask next time, as there will be a next time especially if the weather keeps up this way.
Both soups were incredible. Of course I tried the duck and it's beautiful thick noodles in it's dark broth.
The broth of both soups had an amazing touch of cinnamon that, though I'm one to add cinnamon wherever possible, I never thought of in soup. Genius.
In mine the greens were great and having the chicken and the egg was a pretty delectable combination.
Obviously this is a place I highly recommend;
anything to help deal with the bitter weather is a god-sent.
Do check out Hung Ry at
55 Bond St.
Photo borrowed from www.hung-ry.com
