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| A Corner of the Bar at Buvette |
Buvette is such a creature of the West Village. It's small. It's delicious. It's expensive. And it's casual, but packs just enough attitude to remind you that you are in New York City's trendiest, chicest, most expensive neighborhood. I have sort of a love/hate relationship with it, as I do with all of the City, I suppose. I really dislike the sometimes impatient, disdainful wait staff, yet in equal measure love the homey, simple-ish, bistro-style fare and whimsical, tasteful decor. Since I am a glutton led by my stomach, I keep coming back.
At a recent meal, the
tartinette pomodorini / small toasts with stracchino and cherry tomato included the pleasant surprise ingredients (not disclosed on the menu) of sundried tomatoes and capers, mixed in with sweet, roasted cherry tomatoes. The soft, oozy stracchino elevated the simple appetizer into surprisingly luscious and decadent. There was an excessive amount of olive oil drizzled over top, but if you tilted the toasts to let some of the excess effluvia run off, the tartinettes were a delight. I enjoyed the textural study of sundried tomatoes and roasted tomatoes, side by side.
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| Tartinette Pomodorini |