1) Financier Patisserie (Various locations)
These mini Financier Patisserie Palmier cookies are, as my friend J would say, “phenoms”. They are tiny, thinly sliced, and super crispy.
2) Porchetta (110 E 7th St, NYC; East Village)
I worked from home a day last week since there was “significant” snow fall. Porchetta’s lasagna has been on my to-do list for a while. Did you know that they don’t sell it on weekends, or at least that’s what they told me last time I visited. I love their signature Porchetta sandwich (mmm, fatty pork) and their lasagna comes with porchetta ragu.
3) Butter Lane (123 E 7th St, NYC; East Village)
After Porchetta, we stopped at Butter Lane. I’ve been raving about Butter Lane since they opened in 2009. They’ve been improving since, adding icing flavors. They’ve also expanded next door for cupcake classes. I got a Groupon last month for their cupcake class and am waiting for my girlfriends to free up! I got a Bourbon Street and J got a caramel on vanilla (yes, that is popcorn). I also got a free cup of Stumptown coffee because that was their promotion of the day.
4) Chick-fil-A (5 University Place, NYC; Greenwich Village)
I LOVE Chick-fil-A. They don’t have an official location in NYC, save for the Express counter in an NYU dorm. My cousin is living here this year and he hooked me up. There is a steady flow of students, so I’d say that everything is as fresh and tasty as what I’ve had at other locations. I’m pretty sure non-students can get in. After you enter the building, go straight into the dining hall. Non-campus cash is accepted, but if you go during peak hours, students may give you dirty looks for slowing down the line. I was in a rush, so didn’t have time to adjust my BB camera settings.
5) Piccolo Cafe (Various locations)
A few months ago, I tried a bite of my friend’s pesto sandwich from the cafe’s pop-up shop. Yelp had rave reviews. I finally passed their Gramercy cafe and had stomach space. Pictured is the pesto sandwich (#15) and the highly rated truffle egg sandwich (#1). Unfortunately, the sandwiches fell low on expectations. The foccacia was too rough; the egg was overcooked and rubbery (which proves that truffle oil doesn’t right a wrong). Oh well.