With more than 1500 pizza places in New York City, you have to be outstanding to separate yourself from the pack.
The latest addition to David Chang’s New York Momofuku empire debuted in the East Village two months ago to the hype you’d expect.
There’s no lack of ramen joints in the East Village; with no fewer than fifteen restaurants that offer up the tasty Japanese noodle dish in the neighborhood.
I’ve been to Boka now 3-4 times and everytime I’ve been to the Korean restaurant on St. Marks between 2nd and 3rd Avenue, I’ve always ordered their fried chicken wings/drumsticks.
One’s definition of “cheap” becomes skewed when they live in a city like New York for a long enough time. Cheap becomes relative.
There’s no shortage of cafes in the East Village, but finding one that feels cozy and welcoming with a consistent, reliable internet connection and power outlets isn’t a given.
I rarely review a business unless I’ve used their service or been to their establishment at least twice, but in some situations where it’s a one-time thing or exceptional service, a review is merited from just one experience.
Having recently moved closer to Avenue C, only a block east and a couple streets south of my old apartment, the stores, markets and cafes I now frequent have almost completely changed.
It’s been a year since I moved into the East Village and in those 12 or so months, I’ve come across some really great restaurants.
The Roost opened around the corner from me a few months ago. On Avenue B between 13th and 14th street, I walked by the cozy little coffee shop several times and kept telling myself that I would stop in at some point.
Outside of pizza, chicken+rice, hot dogs, and dumplings, there’s not a lot of diverse meal options in Manhattan where you can plop down a fiver, maybe get some change back, and be satisfied afterwards. Enter Punjabi Grocery & Deli
In the last couple weeks, I had the chance to eat a ramen burger… without waiting in a long ass line, in Brooklyn, without fanfare or pretension, indoors, for $7.95… twice. Just had to add those extra details in there.
There’s a good share of thrift stores in the East Village, but there aren’t many that I actually frequent.
After finding myself without my own washer and dryer for the first time in almost a decade, I quickly discovered the luxury of having one’s laundry sent out and delivered.
I like a good bargain, so there’s not many occasions where after paying the check, I find myself happily willing to give extra money for that same service.
I’m posting the following video as more of a reminder to try some of Josh Ozersky’s recommendations for “Eating the East Village”