Maoz Vegetarian NYC »
I could go for some vegan fast food almost any time of the day or night. Don’t get me wrong, sitting in a restaurant can be really pleasant. But sometimes you just really want to devour some scrumptious shit on the fly!! Lucky for me, Maoz Vegetarian has a handy dandy location less than a block away from me. On cold, blustery, rainy nights when I am dumb enough to wear flip-flops to yoga, I know I can always stumble into this falafel joint and enjoy a scrumptious vegan meal.
For $7.95 I got a winter special: lentil soup and a Jr. Maoz sandwich. For another $3 I got a bunch of orange seeds with some orange juice. In short, the food was delicious. It was filling—oh my fucking god I can’t even breathe. While the orange concoction was tasty, I prefer my juice seedless. And $3 is a lot of money to spend on seeds.
As for the service and ambience? Well, my cashier was kind of a douche:
-Is the soup vegan?
-Yes. But it’s premade so we wouldn’t be able to change it if it weren’t.
-Oh, okay. Well I’ll have the winter special thing. Could you just make sure that everything in my order is vegan?
-The falafels are premade so we couldn’t change them anyway. It’s vegan.
Yeah. When I am sincerely asking whether or not my meal has any animal products at a vegetarian joint, I don’t want to get some patronizing bullshit as a response, kthx. I will definitely go back; I just may peek my head in to see if the same asshole is at the register.
(Psst! To my West Coast compadres, a location is coming soon on Telegraph Avenue in Berkeley!)
Vegansaurus NYC: Pure Food and Wine! »
Here I am, still on my East Coast holiday. I went up to New York to visit my big brother and while I was there my sister, my sister-in-law, my sister-in-law’s sister (what do you call your sister-in-law’s sister? She’s my brother’s sister-in-law but I don’t think she’s mine. There’s no word for it! Wacky English language!) and I went to Pure Food and Wine in Manhattan. It’s a pretty swank raw vegan (some items have honey but they’re marked) restaurant in Union Square. OMG the last time my sister-in-law was at Pure Food and Wine, Gisele was there! The model! OMG! You starfucker.
The food was pretty damn good. Raw isn’t always my favorite because while I’m not a meat-and-potatoes kind of girl, I am a bread-and-potatoes kind of girl. There’s not much of that at a raw place. But the menu here was pretty impressive; it was hard to decide what to order. For starters, my sis-in-law got a papaya salad that she loved. I got a super-delicious frisee salad that had some tasty pears and stuff in it, and I’m not that into salads. I’m a picky eater! Don’t you hate when you don’t want to eat something and people are like, “but it’s vegan…” like you’ll eat anything that’s meat- and dairy-free! Jeez louise. I guess this is kind of an aside. Back to our regularly scheduled program!
For the entree I had this pretty crazy pickled-beet ravioli thing pictured above, officially titled “Sweet Pickled Beet and Rosemary Cashew Chèvre Ravioli.” It was good. I wasn’t in love with it…but it was good. The chèvre was very tasty but I wasn’t that into the pickled beets. My sister got this enchilada thing that was just some mush but SO GOOD. She’s not vegan at all but she was totally into it.
With dinner, I had a sake mohito and it was the sheezy. All their cocktails were sake-based. Does anyone know what that’s about? I didn’t ask our waiter. He had a ponytail. Those are unrelated thoughts.
The desserts were really good. There was a lot of ice cream and sorbet, as well as a few cake-like items. My sis-in-law got the assorted sorbet dessert. It was very pretty and very yummy and we all shared it with her (AND got our own desserts. You know how we do!). That’d be a good dessert to share if you didn’t all want to get your own thing. I got the mint chocolate sundae. It was AWESOME. It had three kinds of ice cream, all very delicious. My sister got that too and she liked it a lot.
All in all, banging! If you couldn’t guess, it was very expensive. If you can afford it, it’s definitely worth checking out. It would be a great date place, it’s got kind of a romantic atmosphere—reds, dark woods, romantical lighting—but still relaxed.
[photos by Megan Rascal]
Road Trip: Wild Ginger in NYC »
I went to Wild Ginger last night with my omnivore friend Franke. it was amazing! It’s a pan-asian nearly vegan (a few items have whey—wtf? Whey is not vegan! But they are marked clearly) restaurant with a location in Manhattan and another one in the Cobble Hill neighborhood of Brooklyn—that’s the one we were at.
To start, we had the spring rolls. BEST SPRING ROLLS EVER. They tasted different than usual and I can’t put my finger on exactly what was different but they were gooood. There was definitely more of a ginger flavor to them than other spring rolls. THEY WERE SO GOOD MMM I WANT SOME NOW.
We also got soup—miso soup comes with the entree but I opted for the pumpkin soup instead. I highly recommend it! It wasn’t a cream soup; it had chunks of pumpkin and sweet potatoes as well as white beans.
For the entree, I got an eggplant and string bean dish. It comes with brown rice! The rice wasn’t sticky rice so I ended up using a fork instead of chopsticks BUT DON’T TELL ANYBODY. I love string bean dishes but I don’t always get down with eggplant so I was a little worried but then it was so great! It had a garlic sauce that was a little sweet and not super garlicky —very good. My issue with eggplant is usually that it’s not cooked enough but this was perfect; the eggplant chunks were nice and soft and had no bitter undercooked eggplant flavor.
For dessert, I had the chocolate peanut butter bomb. KA-BOOM! It was super good too! The peanut butter cream was not overpowering and the chocolate cake part was excellent. Franke got mango sorbet that he liked a lot.
This place is definitely worth a visit. I really loved everything. It’d be a great place for a date; they have lots of booth tables that are private-like and it has nice dim lighting. Oh! And they were playing the best jazz while we were there. It’s the kind of jazz that makes you feel like, “hey, maybe I don’t hate jazz!”
[Pictures from Wild Ginger’s website]