The chocolate peanut butter pretzel was luscious, firmer than the Shack's custards usually are and, as a result, more my style; I attributed the better texture to the peanut butter mixed in. I'm also not normally a fan of chocolate ice cream, but this wasn't too sweet and had a strong peanut butter flavor. Unfortunately, most of the pretzel bits were soggy, with only a few crunchy pieces. Perhaps thinner pretzels would hold up better. And my dining companion wished they had added even more salt to the whole mixture. But overall, we loved this flavor.
In an afternoon of opposites at Shake Shack, the normally thick concrete was unappealingly soupy. Aside from that issue, this tasted like a slightly sweet strawberry shortcake in a cup! I had a few passing moments of orange flavor and a few glimpses of poppyseeds. With a stronger freeze, I could make this a repeat concrete.
We continued downtown to Soho to The Village Tart, a small cafe that seemed to be modeled on a French bistro, with tiny round marble tables set close together. The setting is intimate and romantic enough to be a date spot. It's not too crowded and casual enough to sit for as long as you want.
Spot in the East Village. So it seemed natural to try the desserts. We chose the Valrhona Chocolate Dulce de Leche skillet torte. It was pretty simple and filled the role of sweet dessert just fine.
Jo's, where I had previously been for brunch. Here we indulged in a late-night snack of the crispy pork ribs with a sweet glaze and peanuts. The coating was slightly sticky and sweeter than we expected, but the ribs overall were decent. The bartender service was lacking, though.
The next day I returned to Locanda Verde, which I had once tried for lunch, to check out their brunch. Serious Eats had glowingly reviewed their morning-time offers and so, I was eager to get back.
We received complimentary slices of a rosemary-lemon bread. My dining companion ordered a glass of the Tre Stelle, a house-made juice of pomegranate, blood oranges and valencia oranges. It was an amped-up version of orange juice.
We ordered the signature sheeps' milk ricotta with truffle honey and burnt orange toast. A hearty helping that's creamy and filling. The toast seems to be unlimited and comes out hot and crispy.
Although the restaurant had no reservations earlier than 2 p.m. when I called the day before, they do reserve tables for walk-ins and we had no wait when we arrived around 11:15. Brunch here leans toward the higher end based on the prices, but it's relaxed and rewarding.