Dining out is analogous to dating.
The physical attraction comes into play, compatibility, a visceral turn on and the ability to satisfy.
Recently, I was introduced to a potential new relationship with Harrow, an intimate new restaurant in Hell’s Kitchen.
Harrow has an understated attraction.
The Harrow possesses a muted sense of style, serving fresh, seasonal American fare.
No instant attraction.
I initially found the restaurant flat, unexciting.
Perhaps, they were a bit shy during the opening meet and greet…I wanted to give it time.
The Harrow New York was named after the agricultural tool used to cultivate the surface of the soil.
We started with a half dozen oysters, both east and west coast. They were delicious and offered with 3 sauces, mignonette, spicy aioli and cocktail ($16).
The Crudite with baby heads, veggies, herbs and olive schmear was chilled and fresh. it was lovely, but unexciting ($15).
The Tuna Tartare with preserved lemon, capers, avocado mousse was tasty. To be honest, the color of the tuna tartare bothered me. I relinquished my portion to my husband ($18).
The Lobster Pierogi with tarragon sour cream and truffle butter was very good. I would have preferred more lobster and less potato as well as more lobster jus ($24).
The food was good and reasonably priced, but not enticing enough to make me covet a second date, although the $18 Harrow Hamburger with steak fries and The Cookies and Cream dessert ($10) looked quite appealing.
We parted without a formal goodbye or even a peck on the cheek.
Our departure was stalled as the entryway, blocked by millennials who appeared very interested in hooking up.
Here’s hoping they fared better than I did, but from the way they were downing their fancy pants cocktails I would imagine they would attain some level of satisfaction.
The Harrow 720 10th Avenue New York City. Open Sunday-Tuesday 5-11pm, Wednesday-Saturday 5pm-1am. Reservations on RESY.
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