Talk about being off the beaten path. I had to spend at least 10 more calories to cross two more streets and walk two more blocks to get here. Why, this place is sitting right at the corner of Sackett Street & Columbia Street, right by the B61 bus stop the same bus I take from Court Street & Atlantic Avenue when I get out of gym and want to cheat my way to home skipping a 10 minute walk.
The other day, I forgot my keys at the office, and whilst hanging around for help I ventured in here. Just for an occasional Jack Daniel's. And if not for the bartender who had to check beneath the counter for that bottle of Jack I would not have paid attention to the "Hot Wine" sign on the wall and inquired about it. Even though I know exactly what a Hot Red Wine is I also know that it is very hard to prepare it right and if not done right it will make you puke your guts out.
- What's a Hot Wine?
- Well, it's this drink that we have. House red wine with herbs and spices and it's hot
- Is it sweet (needs to be a hint of sweetness)
- Well, not really; a bit
- Like, "port" sweet?
- Oh definitely not
- Let me try that, I'll do Jack at home.
- Very well
Well, it was done right. Delicious, a tad sweet accompanied by the sourness of the red wine, the sweet herby aroma emanating from the mug, filling up your nostrils as you take your delicate sips. This is one drink that begs for snow outside the window.
There was a gentlement to my right, standing up and eating by the bar, enjoying a nice glass of white wine with his meal, talking about his meal. He sounded knowledgable. I inquired:
- So, how's the food here?
- Uniformly excellent!
- Himm. So can you say that it is consistently above average quality throughout the menu?
- Yeap.
- (to the barkeep) May I see your menu?
- Sure
I know pretty much all there is to know about Anatolian cuisine which is the melting pot of Mediterranean, Middle Eastern, Middle Asian and Eastern European cuisine. The items in the menu are 90% Middle Eastern, with a touch of Mediterranean and a couple of funny looking ones deliberately targeted towards the taste of casual passer-bys.
The interior looks nice too. Not too cluttered, nice bar area, nice dining area. I started wondering why the hell I never walked into this amazingly Casablanca place. I asked:
- Where is the chef from?
- The chef is Gamal, he is Egyptian and his partner is Lebanese
- Now, I'll be.
Tonight I gave it a fine test drive. With a well prepared empty stomach we I waltzed in. Yeap, I had to walk two blocks! 10 calories, gone, with the wind.
Primarily their menu consists of excellently prepared, true to the soul meze dishes (warm and hot appetizers). Portions are close to main dish portions. Whatever you choose from the menu, you cannot go wrong. All the main courses I have had were authentic and wonderfully prepared.
Gamal is a "well above the average" cook. If you have questions, ask the waiter / waitress they will summon him. He also does experiments with his food. As an example, one of the deserts in the menu is Kunafa (aka Kunefe, Kunefa) a distinctly middle eastern desert. You think baklava is an amazing desert, wait till you taste a Kunafa done right. The one he does is a bit different though. As the geniuine one is a very, very tedious desert requiring patient cooking and syruping it is very rare that you would come across a true Kunafa outside of middle east. What you end up with is a poor replica of a nice antique, without the patina, without the soul, without the taste, but somehow with all the correct ingredients (yes, they are all made of wood and nails, but if you are not a well versed craftsman the table you produce will not be quite like the table that an expert produces. that type of thing). Just like tiramisu, kunafa is one of those desserts. Kunafa also varies within itself. My favorite is (and you need to travel to either southeast Turkey or precise restaurants in Istanbul / Turkey to find this one) oven roasted kadayif (angel hair wheat pasta) with a special kind of hard cheese in the middle (roasted with the cheese) and warm sugar syrup (sherbet) slowly fed to the kadayif when it's still warm. Now, I can gladly agree to fight my way through a 100 people crowd to get my hands on this. For his version, himm, I would probably punch a dozen people to grab it. He replaced the cheese with fried bananas and substituted milk butter (natural heavy cream one churn away from butter) with vanilla ice cream. After chatting with him for a couple of minutes he suggested that he'd make me a special case and prepare his version for me; would take him a bit longer but since we are the only customers he would love to do it.
After we devoured it in about 15 seconds he came back to ask me how it was; I gave him a hug!
Bottomline: he is a superb cook. You can have the shish-kebap (he marinates them perfectly) or you can have the Tilapia, or the fillet-mignon. They are all "uniformly excellent". Well said... read more