Every weekend in New York City is an opportunity to walk around the much straighter than San Fransciso streets of Manhattan exploring restaurants. There are times you have a voice of desire influencing your decision, and on others you randomly choose a place knowing not what’s in store for you. A beautiful sunny day in the 50s mid-February is probably as good as it gets to walk around East Village, and we went to a Swiss restaurant named Raclette.
Not knowing what to expect we end up at small little place with a as many tables as they could fit in, and scrolling through the menu I get excited. They have more vegetarian options than I anticipated! While we waited for our orders to come, I see the server walking to a table with half a cheese wheel, sliding a knife through it and gooey, liquid cheese falling from this half-wheel on a plate of roasted potatoes. My eyes lit up! That yellow melting cheese smoothly falling off the wheel had me lusting. And then came our plate. Here’s what happened:
And needless to say, here’s a video: