Dating a picky eater who is rarely wowed by culinary delights has been challenging. He likes greasy pub food consisting of burgers and chicken strips. I enjoy pan sauces glazing my proteins. I almost always lose the battle when it comes to "Where are we going to eat?" Usually, we've been hydrating at some watering hole for a couple of hours. I'm starving. And we go from place to place, glancing at the displayed menus with either one of us shaking our heads and indicating that we move on to the next place.
Fedora doesn't have an outside menu displayed. In fact, the only reason we descended the steps was because I peered into the window, saw that they were still serving dinner (on tables with linens), and I spotted some very interesting cocktails being sipped at the packed bar. (Beautiful dinner for me; fully operational bar for him! Win/Win!) Not waiting for the debate, I grabbed my date's hand and declared we were eating there. Menu be damned. This looked like a cozy spot and given the number of patrons jammed in there, it couldn't be that bad, right?
Wow! Did we ever luck out! 9pm on a Wednesday night, we were seated right away and given some menus to look over. Had I known how inventive the cocktail list was, I would have saved my liver and my tolerance for Fedora's bartender instead of drowning in watered-down drinks at the dive we had been chilling in for the past couple of hours. We did take our sweet time cruising the menu and didn't feel rushed at all by our very patient waitress.
By the time she came back to check on us, we were thoroughly excited to place our dinner orders. BOTH of us. Even the fussy eater! I instantly honed in on the crisped duck breast. Ever since I learned to cook this dish in culinary school, this is my measure of a restaurant's mettle. As wonderful as the other options were, and if it wasn't so late (for me), I would have tried an app, but I had my heart set on that duck breast. When the date exclaimed that my duck sounded good, I secretly sent him mental vibes to PLEASE order something else....You know, so I could taste his dish; an ancient practice any functioning couple engages in! And he went with the maple smoked salmon.
The portions that came out were on the petite side when compared to other New York restaurants, but the flavor and richness packed into that portion more than made up for it. I let my date have the first slice of my perfectly medium-rare duck, which I folded over some wheat berries, smeared with a sampling of the pureed squash and dipped into the apple vinegar reduction. His face lit up. "Oh, my GOD! That's so good!"
He went to prepare a perfect forkful of his salmon to share with me, but I couldn't wait to taste this duck! Lord.....It was just....so good! The skin was rendered of most of the fat and crisped to perfection. The meat was still pink and slightly red- juicy and flavorful. While the dish was simple with the sparse components, every bite was perfectly complimented by each ingredient. It was a masterpiece, to put it mildly.
When my mouth was finally free to try the salmon, I expected the cliched sweet/tangy flavor profile that often accompanies most salmon dishes. I was surprised to find a complex battle going on there. There is that first hint of smokey right away, followed immediately by the strong, biting flavor of the curry cream sauce. It was rich, moist, and intriguingly complex with flavor profiles I have never tasted together before. And the man who would have been happy ordering a lamb burger at The Slaughtered Lamb was suddenly silent as he devoured his salmon dinner at cozy, little Fedora.
The petite little entree I was worried wouldn't be enough was actually the perfect size for both our appetites at that time of night, after having been drinking earlier in the evening. The NEXT TIME we come (Oh, yes! There will be a next time!) I will make sure I am stone sober so I can partake in one of their creative cocktails, start my meal with the crispy pig's head, convince my date to share the shitake & oyster mushrooms with me, and then conspire to get two different entrees again so we can check out what else this brilliant chef has to offer.
The only drawback was that we didn't have any room left for dessert. He had a cappuccino. I ordered an espresso. It was a nice way to round out our late meal. When the check came, it was accompanied by a small sampling of their in-house chocolate peanut butter rice crispy treats. Simple, rich, and delicious. If that came complimentary with the check, I can only imagine how scrumptious their desserts are. Again, that's on the list for NEXT TIME!
I could go on and on about how fantastic this spot was. The service was impeccable. The food- creative and delicious! And it's cozy in there. I thought it would feel cramped, but we didn't have much trouble moving around if we had to. Restrooms are clean.
To put it simply; Fedora excels in every aspect of the perfect restaurant experience! read more