On dinner on the UES.

ceaser salad

salmon tartar

@Spigolo
1561 2nd Ave. @ 81st. Street



spigolo, oh spigolo. What a tasty surprise.
extraordinarily delicious salmon tartar. I don't know how it could have been improved upon. Topped with crisp pickled cucumber, mixed with salty capers.... You'll have to try it for yourself. In my memory, it's beyond description. What sticks out is the soft texture of the salmon contrasted with the crunchiness of the cucumbers.... I don't want to go on because my words can not do it justice.
Caesar salad. I admit, it's been a favorite of mine since I was a kid. And it's not often you find one that is well done. My only complaint would be that it was slightly over dressed. Slightly. But it was creamy and delicious with a not-even-close-to-being-dry Parmesan bruschetta. While I stuck with a small order of sheeps milk ricotta gnocchi with pancetta and radicchio that was delicate, soft and pillowy, my fellow diners had things the like of risotto with tiny (about the size of a dime) brussell sprouts and 'nuggets' of foie gras, baby chicken cooked under brick and veal roulade. We were also sent a mid course of these veal raviolis that I would have given up my mother for. Bottom line... Go.
After dinner and a $15 cab ride back to my apartment at 1am (which I could barely afford), I realized I had left my house keys in another purse. I then had to take the subway back up to midtown east to my dad's apartment, wake him up and get my spares. I contemplated taking another cab back to the village where I live, but decided to be frugal and take the subway again. Of course the doors to the train were closing as I proceeded through the turnstile at 1:45 am, so I sat by my lonesome in a station sparsely populated by sleeping homeless and a few latinos who were obviously just getting off their kitchen jobs on the other side of the tracks. When all of a sudden, this fine black man comes my way and asks me which train just passed. He sat down next to me and we chatted for 10 minutes or so until the train came, and I ended up giving him my number. Something I never do, but this boy was fine. Plus, it felt good to have that interaction. I was home by 2:15 am, and in bed by 3. I flip on the tele, and what is on? but an old episode of snl with the good cast.... tracey morgan and the likes. Kate Hudson was hosting, and the musical act was Radiohead- which to me is one of the best bands ever. I watched them perform live, well as live as I'd ever seen them and they blew my mind. Thom Yorke is mad cool. And that was the end of my evening. It seems like things are looking up.