Hundred Acres

38 Macdougal St. New York, NY 10012(212)


Such a great décor. Quaint and charming. You definitely don’t feel like you’re in the city. So high marks here.

Service was also pretty good both times. The two best things we had were both recommends by the waiter.  Which begs the question, what were the two best things we had? First was a special, so unfortunately that doesn’t do you much good. It was a fish stew in this incredible, spicy broth that was so good you didn’t just want to sop it up with bread, you wanted to gulp it down cereal bowl style.

The other, however, is a permanent fixture on their menu and something they are known for. And for good reason. The bread pudding dessert is redonkulous! And I am VERY hard on my bread puddings being that it’s my favorite dessert.

As for the rest of the meal, while it was nice to enjoy a few dishes from my past, like hushpuppies and catfish, they more or less fell into the “good, but not great bucket.” As did the steak, which was a tad too chewy, the gelato, the bread and the wine (minus the white pinot gris from the Russian River Valley, which comes by the glass).  Skip the Chateauneuf du Pape. Not to mention the Pinot Noir from Willamette Valley. Both don’t add anything to the meal other than expense.

But all in all, a solid showing. Just not consistent enough to hit 4knives in my book. So for once, a very accurate Yelp rating, which is rare.

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6 W 24th St. New York, NY 10010(212)


Such a great addition to the area. However, an unfortunate street to be located on for certain. But, assuming you can both literally and figuratively make it past the mounds of Eataly’s garbage to enter Bo’s, you will feel immediately transported to something that feels like it belongs in Soho or The Village.

Beyond decor, service was also excellent and the food was quite good as well. Not stellar. But very respectable.

First, the cocktails, of which we had three. The Antebellum, The B-Stupid and whatever wifey had. Can’t remember the name. Probably because the B-Stupid was working. Anyhoo, they were all a solid good, but no game changers.

As for the gator, while many seem to rave about it, I would like to remind them that if you bread and deep fry virtually anything it’s bound to be good. Hell, you could fry human fingers and I’d probably chew them to the bone. That said, they were good. But “amazing” is a bit of a stretch.

As for the entrees, the strip steak was also a solid good. But the Red Fish, now we’re talkin’. Such an artful mix of flavors and textures. Loved every last bite. HIGHLY recommend.

Then, last but not least, the winner of the night, the Pumpkin Beignets with maple ice cream- off the charts! I felt like the food critic in Ratatoulli being brought back to my childhood. Except he was from France as opposed to the South. And I grew up in Florida, which is technically not the REAL South. Oh, and I’m not a food critic. Just some schmuck with opinions who likes to eat.

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17 W 26th St. New York, NY 10010(646)


I would say it’s the best kept secret in the Flatiron, but considering it’s always full , I guess it’s not that much of a secret. Granted no one I work with has even heard of the place. Well, that changed as soon as I returned from lunch as I ran through the office like a culinary Paul Revere, shouting the news to the world, “Maysville Rocks!”

First, the Bourbon Bonnet– a cocktail made from habanero infused bourbon, pineapple, cherry and something else that I was too buzzed to remember. Maybe cucumber, as it was actually light and refreshing, while also being spicy at the same time. Incredible drink. Too incredible.

Did I say incredible, perhaps I should’ve reserved that for the two starters. Both were… um… (I hate this word, but since incredible is already taken) AMAZEBALLS! I highly recommend the crunchy grits. Flash fried into cubes to create a crunchy outer shell, as the name implies, while remaining deliciously moist and cheesy inside. This is then topped with country ham, and the whole thing sits atop a drizzle of bourbon aioli. Very healthy. But so good even your arteries will agree. Oh, and if you are starting to wonder what’s with all the bourbon, whiskey is kinda the theme here. But don’t think that means it looks like a pub or anything. The décor is actually quite nice. Modern meets rustic.

Okay, back to the food. The other starter is the roasted oysters. Not quite as decadent as the grits, but equally strong in its own right. And also packing heat.

Next came the sandwiches which we split. One was the fish, the other a pulled pork sandwich. Both were very, very good. Maybe half a notch below the awesome apps. And the only pulled pork sandwich I like better would be at The Dutch.

So, after such a crazy good run, I had to push it. I had to see if they could pull off the trifecta, so we ordered dessert. A bourbon (shocker) soaked bread pudding. It came highly recommended by our server as the way to end the meal- granted the lemon bar also sounded pretty great, but we went on trust. Now, it wasn’t bad mind you, it was good. But good is a failure compared to everything that proceeded it, so unfortunately I can’t go a full five knives.

Also, the service was a tad on the slow side, I have to say. But when all was said and done, I think this place earns every last one of its four stars in spades. Especially when there are so many other bloated 4 star restaurants on Yelp that shouldn’t be over 2 stars. Thank you Maysville for being the real deal. Can’t wait to return.

***Okay, so I returned for dinner with Wifey and I stand by my word and my knives. I also stand by three other amazing dishes. First, the charred flatbread with a fried egg on top, pickled red onion, mesclun, pork belly and of course, cheese. So good. Another was the soft shell crab served over a bed of black-eyed peas in a vinegar sauce that lighted the dish up and made it one of the best soft shell crab dishes I’ve ever had. And last but not least, the strawberry shortcake with basil ice cream for dessert. Light, refreshing and the use of basil is just a stoke of simple genius.

On the miss side of things, the ramp and asparagus pasta was just okay. A bit too precious with its faint hint of lemon. And the other dish that I can shout from the rooftops about would be the beef tartar with quail egg. It’s good. But just two blocks away resides the best beef tartar the world has ever known at Manzo in Eataly, so it was hard for me not to compare.

Also, one last thing I forgot to mention the last time, the cornbread is always money. Moist and rich with the flavor of actual corn, as opposed to so many other cornbreads that slink by using crutches like jalapenos and cheese.

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