Raku (48 Macdougal Street, SoHo) 

 

This is the second installment of the popular East Village Japanese spot that specializes in udon noodles. Before the haute ramen takeover of the past ten years, it seemed that Americans were solely aware of soba (buckwheat) and udon (thick wheat flour) noodles. They seemed to be everywhere, creeping up in our soups, stir-frys and hibachi theatrics.

Raku’s SoHo spot is only a few months old and receiving acclaim for a menu centered on  udon soup offerings. Unlike their ramen counterparts that are anything but minimal with ingredients, udon bowl compositions are more basic, allowing the thick almost “meaty” textured noodles to speak for themselves Most bowls don’t seem to have more than four ingredients – with vegetables or a protein, garnished with a smattering of tokyo negi (long onion) and spinach. While optional toppings are available, the original creations aren’t worth complicating.

A fan of Anglicized fried chicken I am not, but I love the bite-size, delicately executed Japanese version. The Chicken Tatsuta-age come in half a dozen or ten pieces with a spicy aioli and were perfectly fried, juicy and just the right amount for indulgence. Again, being “basic” with our starter choices, the Vegetable Gyoza were just right.

You can take the cold udon route, but opting for hot seemed like a first try must. Just as we lapped up the “greasy” goodness of our starters, steaming jumbo soup bowls were promptly brought our way. My friend went for the Sansai Udon, mountain vegetables with maitake (mushroom) tempura in a bonito broth (the base for miso soup). It was light with familiar-tasting broth and a good entry dish for those not daring enough to enjoy the honeycomb tripe, oyster or duck options. I went with the Spicy Curry Chicken Udon which was a much thicker broth topped with tokyo negi and a spoonful of spinach. It was hearty, warming and the perfect amount of lip tingle, heightened with my liberal chili pepper dosage.

Dessert was from the owners’ Patisserie Fouet – the [smartly designed] French-Japanese bakery near Union Square. We were wowed by the beautifully presented Chocolate Azuki Cake accompanied with a scoop of vanilla-whiskey ice cream. The dark chocolate, red bean (azuki) and tart black currant contrast was a sublime balance of Japanese flavoring with over-the-top French presentation.

The slim, wooden-clad space is Japanese minimalism making the most of a sliver of SoHo real estate, with cozy booths, communal tables centering the space and a dining bar – resulting in an inviting buzz. Enjoying a three course meal with complex flavoring and liberal portions in a beautiful atmosphere is the stuff that Michelin or James Beard level dining is made of. Again, this is proof that the price doesn’t have to be high or the menu doesn’t have try be too complex to create a winning restaurant. You can also book a table, another indicator of the Raku team’s experiential care.

Morgenstern’s Finest Ice Cream (88 West Houston Street, SoHo)

 

By calling itself “finest ice cream”, Morgenstern’s is making a big declaration considering NYC isn’t exactly the home to the country’s best scoops. In fact, one of my main gripes with this town is that ice cream goes above and beyond to be so exotic, sometimes it’s really hard to find a basic soft serve cone that isn’t from a truck charging $8. It makes me long for the suburban quality of Colonia Dairy Maid. But, I really enjoy places like Soft Swerve and their inventive ube soft serve, and Milk Bar’s cereal milk flavor has become an old-reliable. I was aware of Morgenstern’s original Lower East Side shop thanks to the $20 King Kong Banana Split (also responsible for one of the best scenes on Master Of None). To me, Morgenstern’s was just another Ice & Vice or overly creative scoop shop, but upon reading about their flagship opening in SoHo and 88 flavor offering, something seemed different.

Yes, they have flavors like “Bread” and “French Fry”, and a ridiculous amount of vanillas, chocolates and refined American classics, but upon this week’s visit I am sold that they offer the finest ice cream in the city. The shop is a classic 1940’s style parlor, replete with sterile white counters and black and white penny tiles. The corner of Houston and West Broadway is a thriving business’s dream, and the sunshine pouring in through the stain glassed windows made the setting even more idyllic (bonus points for New Order blaring).

The ice cream is prepared in small batches, versus the mile long tubs you normally see. Batches are prepared in-house, using only the best ingredients… all which reminded me of Berthillon in Paris. Despite crowning Berthillon as the best ice cream I’ve ever had, Morgenstern’s comes in second. Their fastidious approach to quality (perhaps not as stringent as Berthillon’s top-secret recipes) and attention to flavor detail align these two businesses. I tried the Cherry-Chocolate Chip and the icy yet creamy texture, tart, almost natural tasting cherry flavor and crunchy dark chocolate chips were in sync – and took me back to that recent Summer’s day in Paris. I will be going back for more.