La Porchetta
"Do you want the sandwich cut into thirds?"
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The front door was propped open. A sign, Yes, we're open!, but red stools sat upside down on the counter inside. A woman was sweeping the few leaves that had gathered around the entry. The smell of pork wafted.
I glanced at the hours. "They open at 11:30."
I glanced at my watch. It was only 11:10.
We decided to do a lap, buy some water, and return.
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11:25
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"Should we?" I asked Roberto.
Roberto nodded. His voice nudging me inside. The smell of pork wafted.
One porchetta sandwich, ordered.
The three of us (me, Roberto, and his brother) secured a stool.
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This is the closest you'll get, outside of Italy.
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I knew those words to be true. As we each sank into our third I couldn't help but speak with mouth full. "This is so good. Oh my god."
It was so good. Oh my god.
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Fuel
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"I'm going to savor this all the way to Eataly." I said smiling as Roberto and his brother struggled to release bits of crispy skin still stuck here or there between their pearly-whites.
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You had me at "the smell of pork wafted"- that's all I need to be captivated!
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I have to go to there now--while Dinosaur BBQ is our preferred place to get pork, I could totally go for a sandwich here. Thanks for the heads-up!
ReplyDeleteAlso--what did you think of Eataly?
You are making me hungry, although it's my own fault for reading your posts at mealtimes. When I was 13, I went with my parents to Ialy and remember visiting a market and having one of these sandwiches. The taste has stayed with me forever.
ReplyDeletesounds delicious! I'm making a mental note!
ReplyDeleteOh my word, Tracy! I love this place already just from your description! AMAZING! That pork looks ridiculously tender and tasty. Mmm. :-)
ReplyDeleteI'm drooling... wow!
ReplyDeleteI love the shot of tiles and the red bar stool legs! Very art-deco. :) Have fun!
ReplyDeleteI love a pork bap! It's got to have all the trimmings though, crackling, apple sauce, stuffing and gravy.
ReplyDeleteI want to sit on a red stool. I want a bite.
ReplyDeleteAh porchetta! This brings back memories of a lovely afternoon spent in the wine town of Frascati right outside Rome. Porchetta carts lined the piazza, and small family-run restaurants touted their personal recipes. Delicious!
ReplyDeleteWow. Your pictures are awesome. I feel like I was there. Nice work.
ReplyDeleteOh, wow. I have been wanting to go there forever! I always say on my next trip to NY... ok, this time it's true! Sounds amazing!
ReplyDeleteThanks everyone! :)
ReplyDeleteelizabeth - I honestly thought the space would be much bigger. It was so crowded. We had to fight for breath and space. Really hard to get a good feel for things. We ended up buying some pasta and rice, a baguette. We even entertained eating there, but when we realized there was a 35 minute wait to sit in the food court area near the pizza, we took our business elsewhere (Numero 28 pizzaria in the West Village).
Mmm... just finished a junk food post. There's nothing like good greasy grub.
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