Quite the delay over here since my last post. I’ve been busy eating my way through town. So many restaurants, so little time and very little space left until the button on my jeans completely bursts… Yolo?
So… about last night’s dinner at Rubirosa. Clau, my hot aunt, has been in NYC for the weekend and she is quite the dangerous feasting partner. Only because she eats as much as I do but…she’s a toned hot mama and…well…whatever.
So that pizza is one of the signature items on this Italian spot’s menu. It’s the vodka pizza with fresh mozzarella, and that happens to be the small portion…We walked in at about 8:30, the place was jamming, and homegirl told us there was about a 45 minute wait but that we could seat ourselves at the bar (there was no availability there either.) But once she saw that we literally eyed the shit out of every table’s dishes, approached everyone about what they were eating what their favorites were, she basically sat us right away. The crust was thin so I just told myself it wasn’t too unhealthy, that it was more or less like eating a few crackers with tomato sauce and cheese with a shot of vodka? The little trio of parmesan, oregano and red pepper flakes totally made it top of the line, get-in-my-belly status. We killed it. And then, this side of kale with garlic, oil and crispy shallots- amazing.
And of course…we also indulged in a nice black and white tagliatelle with an entire ocean inside: clams, mussels, scallops, shrimp and calamari. Wait, now that I analyze the situation, I’m wondering if they mistakenly brought us the regular pasta instead of the whole wheat we requested? Shit. Many of the pizzas can be ordered gluten-free, and some of the pastas are gluten-free as well. We loaded up on the gluten but next time…maybe I’ll switch it up.
So that’s me and Clau, food-comatose and ready for our next adventure. Which included a nice stroll through town after some wine and a carb overload (and my three cracked-out margaritas prior at Piano’s.) We ended up at Tartinery for a chocolate fondant. I can’t decide what I’d go back here at this little French spot…the fondant au chocolat, or our hot Frenchie waiter.
Anyways, everyone should give Rubirosa a try–it was recommended by my friend Tanya G, and I would gladly go back any day of the week.
Rubirosa, 235 Mulberry Street (between Spring and Prince)
Tartinery, 209 Mulberry Street (fondant not pictured above. It would just be too much food. I think it’s borderline not lady-like of me. Although…we did indeed eat it and it is on my Instagram: @bendjouia)