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I LOVED Meson G…one of my old faves!! They had these amazing floor to ceiling sheer curtains. Oh, and of the course the FOOD - amazing! :)
The Foundry on Melrose has a new menu
The Foundry on Melrose is currently looking both forward and backward.
The backward bit: The restaurant's new menu is an ode to the shuttered Meson G, where The Foundry’s chef, Eric Greenspan, worked in 2004. And the future, well, his name is Nick Russo, and he is The Foundry’s new chef de cuisine.
Grilled cheese fans, don’t panic. Wholesale changes have been made across the menu, but favorites like The Foundry’s grilled cheese and tots are still offered.
The new dishes are wide-ranging in their influence and include Chinese pork-belly pancakes with black-vinegar gastrique ($5 a piece), and skirt steak served over Puerto Rican mofongo ($14). The latter was one of our favorite dishes: The meat and plantains were assertively seasoned, and substituting short ribs formofongo’s traditional pork was smart and appetizing.
If that dish represents the promise of this new configuration, the leaden smoked-salmon knishes ($4 a piece) proved that there are still kinks.
One section of the menu is labeled “Uniquities,” a bothersome nonword redeemed by the unique dishes listed beneath it. Guinness risotto ($11) with pears, blood sausage and bits of crisped yellow cheddar is the least Italianate version of the dish we’ve encountered, but its slightly sweet richness works surprisingly well.
The Foundry on Melrose, 7465 Melrose Ave., Mid-City; 323-651-0915 orthefoundryonmelrose.com
ink. has finally opened!! Seafood and liquid nitrogen on Melrose!
Tomorrow you’ve got a very important reservation to make.
It involves hordes of agents, a swirl of colorful tattoos and mysterious puffs of liquid-nitrogen smoke.
Also, some futuristic meat and vodka.
Yes, a certain heavily tattooed Top Chef champ is finally ready to feed you: Michael Voltaggio’s ink. begins taking online reservations tomorrow for its September 21 debut on Melrose.
For a place whose name conjures the decorated forearms of the chef (and about 73% of all skin further down Melrose), the place looks simple and classy—if the restaurant has a tramp stamp, it’s covered up by neutral tones, rustic beams and elegant gray shutters.
To begin: the bar curves out to meet you when you walk in, so you’ll start here. Grab some vodka and find the producer you’re pitching over dinner.
And as for that dinner, you’ve got two options: the eight-seat omakase counter to the right, which is the place to hole up for a near-endless tasting menu, or a table in the main dining room if your Sons of Mad Men pitch won’t take quite that long.
The menu’s still being finalized, but if you’ve sampled this man’s food at the Bazaar or the Dining Room at the Langham, you know he’s not afraid of liquid nitrogen, popcorn that isn’t popcorn and pigeon that tastes like pastrami.
FYI, the vodka tastes like vodka.