Monday, May 19, 2014
As rents and overhead skyrocket, restaurant are getting pushed to the periphery. For me, Tribeca, where I first found chef Nick Curtin, was quite distant enough, thank you. But after Compose closed, he has recalibrated and relocated to the lower lower east east side... shoved to the cusp of Chinatown and the crux of courthouse buildings, but in actuality, it's quite a nice little neighborhood, while not particularly conveniently located next to anything. The last Manhattan subway stop on the F train, however, is just a hop, skip, and jump from its front door, and with that your welcomed into the quaint little window-front address that is Rosette.
The restaurant is dark, a bit subterranean in feel. But actually the dining room is perched above a private party room, forming a balcony overlooking it and a verdant, viney "living wall",
aglow from square skylights that illuminate while the sun is still up. As it sets, a
continuous loop projector chronicles the lifespan of a blooming chrysanthemum, from its green and yellow bud to a voluptuous pinkish-purple blossom. Thus, the botanical theme resonates in decor as well as in name, and Curtin's vegetable plates are similarly some of the strongest on the menu.
hours in a wood-fired over, but they retain just a hint of toothsome firmness within, their exterior soft and sweet as it nuzzles into a yogurty onion cream studded with subtle pops of young capers. A seasonal duo of ramps and asparagus are anointed with a tart, verdant vinaigrette under a sprinkle of hazelnuts. Beware to nut allergics: several dishes feature a them in garnish, although all are well-specified on the menu. Baby octopi were grilled in their ink, tender atop a perfectly plush bed of luxuriously moist, snowy rice.
Something in the seasoning contributed an aggressive fishy flavor, whether it was the ink or the fish sauce, but it came across a bit too profoundly. Alternate bites that featured a greater percentage of rice and peanuts to cephalopod were more successful. But what helped most was a stolen drizzle of the asparagus' sauce which brightened things up significantly, so if you're lucky enough to have them both on the table concurrently, do not hesitate to make that introduction. If not, perhaps request a wedge of lime.
Or better yet, if you are looking for a piscine option, opt for the black cod bathed in a honey glaze and flanked with earthy braised artichokes. If the main dishes appear a little spartan, request a bread basket, which are buttery orbs of brioche, fragrant and yeasty. Otherwise, the options that present themselves as Sides are a little aggressive to perform as such. They are, however, some of the tastiest dishes on the menu. Brussels sprouts that are virtually incinenerated take on a potato chip-like quality, anointed with tamari and a triple-crispy partnership of toasty quinoa and cashews. Slices of fuji apple attempt to add some
lightness to the dish, but still it would be better off as a bar snack with a frothy beer than to accompany really any of the entrees. So too a roasted avocado, buttery as all get-out and crowned with
feathery bonito and crisp puffed rice. I can't imagine this paired
with your roast chicken
and sweet pea compote so much as slathered on a toasty hunk of country bread (but that's not an option here). Try it on the brioche, which pair up luxuriantly, or as a decadent starter.
Desserts that sound like novel riffs on the classics end up more traditional than you might expect. Chunks of pound cake atop a dollop of jammy huckleberries present pretty cake-and-ice creamy, although the lemon curd and white chocolate contribute a nice balance. Ricotta cheesecake plays up its dairy element with orange and basil, an amaretti crumble keeping things on the sweet side, pot de creme gets its chocolate smoked, just to keep things on the tipped side of normal. Sometimes I wish things tipped a little further, 'cause I know Curtin is up to the task. But then again, maybe better safe than sorry.
171 EAST BROADWAY, NYC 10002 (212) 933-1176
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