It heightens every time we get off the plane at LaGuardia. I want to stop at the Fairway on Broadway to stock up on fruit. TRD: Peacefood is a neighborhood joint, one of two where the stroller-pushing lefties who inhabit this stretch of the Upper West Side can get their fix of kale soup while the children eat chicken-nugget-ish baked soy with fresh herbed vegan mayo.
Would you like an organic cotton hoodie with your tempeh avocado sandwich? He had a delicious meal and returned to the office with a receipt offering 20 percent off lunch, which he left on my desk.
How could I let it go to waste? Indoors one finds black-and-white tile floors, dark wood wait stations, bright lights reflected in large mirrors, lots of flowers, a bar with bottles of wine lined up for service, comfy booths and chairs in different colors, and table tops covered with plasticky-basketweave paper covers over linen clothes, with bright yellow napkins on top.
The wait staff all women is dressed in crisp black-and-white uniforms not really French maid — more French waitress. TRD: Lunch offerings are on a single menu with salads, soups, vegetable bowls, sandwiches, panini, pizzas and sides. Like all such restaurants, it can be a mistake to confuse vegan or vegetarian with low fat and low calories.
And onions do not get caramelized with out some fat. But there are so many choices that celebrate the ingredients rather than fat and sugar. The salad arrives right away — lightly dressed with a zingy mustard vinaigrette and crumbled walnuts on top. One marker of being on vacation, even a short weekend one, is wine with lunch. A second one followed. The steak arrives with a green, tarragon-y sauce over the perfectly-prepared steak. The frites are golden, crispy, chewy, duck-fat bathed beauties. I was sorely tempted by a generous slice of the lemon vanilla cake — all the slices are generous — but in food-happy New York, with one meal for the day yet to go, I opted to conserve instead.
A cookie with chocolate chips, coconut, pecans and carrot sufficed. It was chewy and rich, but not overly sweet. And so I did, along with a cup of cafe Americain.
TRD: As with any restaurant meal, the nutritional information can be difficult to assess. The salad was dressed so lightly that at most, it would be two tablespoons of a full-fat dressing. Four ounces of baked tempeh are about calories and 12 grams of fat. The cookie was modest sized, not the fashionable monster size that is more accurately at least six.
Not bad for lunch in the big city. There are plenty of restaurants offering good food, good service and decent prices nearby, and even pubs cooking far better steaks, with a choice of cut, choice of sauce if you want it and served with a choice of vegetables. I will give this unfriendly, uninviting excuse for a "restaurant" a wide berth in future.
You can't miss the point with this restaurant. The main attraction is the fact that you line up, shuffle in, make no decisions, eat steak and frites, eat more streak and frites. The place is crammed which gives it a slightly manic but fun atmosphere. I love it but I suppose you need to know what to expect first otherwise you might get a shock. Drop the pretension substitute the steak for chicken reduce the price by two thirds and to be honest your not a million miles away from Nandos. Still the place was full just like Nandos usually is but that tells you little.
An interesting venue. I was told many good things about this restaurant, but it seems my expectations were set too high.
Upon entry a great French atmosphere ensues, immediately encouraging guests to relax. So far so good. The tables are small, bringing the elbows into play and anyone of 6ft plus will struggle to get legs comfortably under the table. Service is fairly quick, though quiet waitresses will struggle to be heard among the buzzing background. Wine list is small so those with a finer palate will struggle. It is also confusing, in a restaurant where choices are limited and steak is cheaper than elsewhere, why does the wine increase in price so quickly?
Bread is served, simple French baguette sliced, though not all the way through, annoying when only one plate in a table of 8 is placed. No butter, although they use it to cook in the kitchen they will not offer it to you with the bread. A very annoying point. Salad was green fresh and leafy, and is so common in France, covered in dressing.
A Dijon spice to the covering was overpowering at times.
No real care to how it landed on your plate. Main is served steak frites, mine Blue. Now the real test of a steak restaurant is to get warmth into a blue steak without cooking it, and for a restaurant that only serves steak, I was disappointed. The Rare steak equally lacking in warmth. Dressing is applied to the steak if you asked for it or not and chips are thin cut and a touch over fried. Second portions of steak are brought round on a serving platter, though don't be surprised if the waitress leans straight across you to serve the inner table.
Dessert is in French on the menu, a touch i actually like and there are a couple of very sickly looking very tempting options including a meringue ice cream tower with chocolate sauce.
My simple chocolate and vanilla ice cream was just right in terms of amount and flavour to cleanse the palate, though fitting the spoon in the wine glass it was served in was a touch more difficult. All in all a mixed experience, a confused restaurant that errs too far into the cheap and cheerful for me to attend as a dining experience, though if all you want is steak and chips in a nice atmosphere for a reasonable price, give it a go.
I have mixed feeling about this unique French steakhouse. As good as the original restaurant they have in Paris, love it here! Show More. View all reviews. Snap up exclusive discounts in London Time Out's handpicked deals — hurry, they won't be around for long Share Tweet. Love Time Out?
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