This past Sunday, after a marathon bike ride around Manhattan – a terrifying endeavor for this novice city cyclist – I decided to park my jelly legs at Mercadito Grove with a few friends to enjoy some late afternoon drinks and guacamole. Due to its tiny size, Mercadito can rack up quite a wait on Fridays and Saturdays, but on this occasion, we were immediately seated outside and even able to move to a larger table when some new friends joined us mid-meal.
Ok, we noticed something recently. You guys LOVE guacamole. So do we. We’ve enlisted the help of Greta Moseson, a guac lover, to talk about guacamoles. Think of her section as a mini-Nachos NY, she’ll be doing reviews, recipes, and a lot of weird posts about Guacamole.
At first glance and I admit first bite, I really enjoyed caliente’s nachos. They are simple. Just like Ignacio would have wanted. Chip, cheese and jalapeño. Of course we added the chorizo – sorry Ignacio! The presentation was clean and impressive.
You’d think that after what seems like 20 years of Nacho eating and 25 appointments at the Cardiologist, I’d know when to turn down a Nacho that will probably be awful when I read the menu or hear about the place.
Last week, I met up with Lisa Fain, The Homesick Texan. We had been trying to eat nachos together for a long time and it finally came together on her suggestion of going to Cowgirl, a “Texas” style restaurant that she hadn’t been to in 10 years. I use quotes because as you’ll find out later, it didn’t remind her of Texas very much. As we ate, we talked about her book coming out soon, Texas, hot sauce and my glasses a little bit.
An area we haven’t had a lot of nachos in yet is the West Village area. I never have considered Mexican food a strong suit for the neighborhood. So, on a recent afternoon, I decided to test my theory with Ditch Plains. Earlier in the day, Maraysa noted that coworkers were raving about the food and she was curious to try.
Thursday night marked the beginning of the ‘Chos and Shows Festival. You can read the review for a full recap but in short, I failed at eating nachos prior to The Hold Steady’s performance at the Musical Hall of Williamsburg. It was a minor setback in the festival for sure. However, Friday was a new day. The Avett Brothers were playing their first of two shows at The Fillmore at Irving Plaza. The place was stuffed to the gills as was my stomach from the nachos we ordered at Art Bar.
It was the Saturday before our big Williamsburg Nacho Crawl. Most people would take the day to rest, relax, and mentally prepare for the journey before them. But since when are like most people?
I was on break from work. Actually, I would grab bites in between customers at Royale Cafe as Lee got nachos from Qdoba on 6th Ave. and so we feasted.
Why the long faces? Well, at the request of a fellow nacho-lover, NachosNY packed its gear and headed to 1849 on Bleecker Street. Julia and Bob’s time in New York City was winding down so we thought they should go out in style. However, 1849 failed to live up to hype. I try to be positive on this nacho journey. However, this place tested my taste buds (and my temper).