Category: <span>Extraordinary</span>

15 East main dining room
After about 3 weeks I started this blog, one of my friends asked me, “what happen to 15 East? I’m surprise you don’t have it up yet.” The reason this was a question is because anyone who knows me knows that I’m crazy about sushi, and 15 East is my favorite sushi place in NYC so far. The truth was there are too much materials and I don’t even know how or where to start.

Over the years, we have been to numerous sushi places in the city, but not one has satisfy us the way that 15 East does. Time after time, we keep going back and Chef Masato continues to impress us. Like most Japanese sushi chef, Chef Masato devoted a lifetime to his skill and never stops thriving for better. That was very well communicated via his food. Every time, there was always something new, something exciting, something better.

May it be a new taste innovation, a new presentation, a new flavor combination or something we have never seen before, Chef Masato never failed to surprise us. Before the meal even ends, we were already planning our next visit.
Scallop with uni hand rollTomago
If you have watch the film “Jiro Dreams of Sushi”, you would know just how important and how much time it takes to master a simple tamago or the crispiness of the seaweed. To some places, they were almost afterthoughts, which they don’t pay attention to. But at 15 East, these were just the two of many examples proving they are continue to improve. I have to be honest. Several years back when we first went to 15 East, the tomago was very ordinary, the hand roll lacked that crunchiness of the seaweed. But half a year later, when we went back, the seaweed was as crispy as a potato chip. The Tamago, although it was not yet the “Jiro/Nakazawa” standard, it was petty close.
Slow poached octopus Grilled Japanese conch and grilled smelt
Omakase starts with Chef Masato’s signature soft poach octopus. Tender, juicy, full of favor, it was better than steak! The “30 minutes massage” preparation really pays off. If you are not having omakase at 15 East, please, order it, this is a must have! It would change your mind about octopus. But if you are at 15 East, why would you not grab the seat in front of Chef Masato and let him take care of you?! From the first piece on, he pays attention. He notices without asking what makes you smile and what kind of flavor and texture impress you, then he would go on and adjust/ tailor the omakase to fit your taste. I mean, isn’t that what omakase supposed to be?

Uni (Santa Barbara)

Yes, you might be able to get the same kind, same grade of fish elsewhere, or even the same flavor combination, but you cannot get this kind of service and attentiveness. And the food is absolutely exceptional! Melt in your mouth Toro, crunchy sweet clams, everything was dreamy. Every piece was artfully crafted. Sushi rice was cooked just right and perfectly balanced; fishes were top grade, lightly press onto the rice and slightly brushed with soy sauce, or sea salt, or yuzu. And then, there were pieces that were so rare and exotic, that I have only had it here at 15 East on this side of the globe. Not only sushi is extraordinary, if you still have room for dessert, the tofu is must have. House made, dense but soft with red bean sauce pour over. And don’t forget the soba, freshly made in-house daily, the night I had it, it was pair with ikura and uni. Soba was just al dente, certainly better than some of the most raved ramen places in the city. We call it our bowl of happiness. At 15 East, every bite is memorable. We are in a sushi heaven when in 15 East and I can’t wait to go back.

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15 East
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Rosanjin
Seasonal (closed)
Spotted Pig
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Take Root
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Tori Shin
Torrisi Italian Specialties (closed)
Tulsi
Wallse
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ZZ’s Clam Bar

On a late October evening, we drove up to the Pocantico Hills to finally get a taste of the much praised Blue Hill. The trip wasn’t as long as we thought it would be. After only 20 minutes, skyscrapers are no longer seen in the rear mirror. It surprises me that a working farm is actually so close to the city. The sun had already set as we drove up to the farm house, and the darkness added a mysterious layer to the barn. Old, rustic on the outside, yet contemporary and elegant on the inside. Thru a little wooden door is a bar, then a waiting room with a fireplace, and it lead to a big, bright, high-ceilinged dining room. Dark wood beam ceiling, hard wood floor, with a long wood commune table in the middle displaying the season’s harvest, Blue Hill had transformed this barn to a formal dining room. Service was warm and attentive, tux wearing waiters usually tip-toeing and dance around the table smoothly. But once in a while an army of them would show up with plates in their hands, and in perfect synchronization, elegantly place the dishes in front of you, then disappear until next time. Everything is so perfect, in-sync, and beautifully orchestrated; it is totally up to the White house standard.

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Dishes are very contemporary American, barely seasoned and artfully presented. I was skeptical about this farm to table concept, it sounds to me that there will be a lot of vegetables, and I don’t like vegetables much. I don’t normally order vegetables at restaurants. It usually cost a lot more than it should be and I can easily make the same at home. But then, I have never ever tasted vegetables like this. So fresh, so vibrant, such sweet of freshness, and vegetables finally got their justice. Bite after bite, food was full of surprise, even a simple radish tasted like I have never know radish before. The broccoli rabe cube had completely won me over. It was softer than a marshmallow with crushed, fried garlic. Before I fall back from heaven, there comes the Berkshire pork liver pate with chocolate crepes. Who would have thought liver with chocolate, but it is the perfect combination. Even better than foie gras with figs or apple or cranberry, like they are made for each other. Blue Hill was also playful with their Stonebarns “V9”. If only I could get a tray of them to bring home.
Half way thru the dinner, we were lead to another dining room for a “special” course. The area, which I believe was a corridor between what was two farm house, but now is a sun room with a long dining table. In the corner was another table with a display of root vegetables, on the other side was a prosciutto hanging to age. On the table, the were jars of pickled vegetables, and a large ostrich in a wooden bowl. Our course in this special room was bread and butter and an egg dish. There were 3 kinds of butter: regular butter, “sunshine” butter from a dairy cow name sunshine, and pig lardo; and I love “sunshine”. There were many other dishes that I fell in love with at Stone barnes, but to truly appreciate it, one would have to experience it oneself. It surely made me appreciate food and vegetables and the people who grow them like never before. Thank you Blue Hill for giving us a magical evening. (Oct, 2014)