Observe this evening's dining companions and be duly jealous.
I got together with Sarah and Vani tonight for an intended dinner at Rawstar, Brooklyn's newest raw/vegan restaurant, but it had the nerve to be closed when we showed up on its doorstep. Oh, the humanity!
However, resourceful foodies that we are, we quickly rerouted to Flatbush Avenue, where we conveniently happened upon Dao Palate, a Pan-Asian vegan restaurant that opened up since my days living in the Park Slope area. Perhaps Rawstar being closed was a blessing in disguise because I really enjoyed my dinner!
We split the avocado, mountain yam, mango tartar(e?) with lime wasabi sauce to start.
Let's be honest: I would eat avocado off of cardboard, but this dish was actually really nice. It had a mixture of textures and flavors that went down a little too easily. :)
I was pleasantly surprised to find yet more avocado in my entree! I ordered the bibimbap, which is traditionally a Korean rice dish with all manner of things piled on top (questionable cuts of meat and eggs done not-to-my-liking come to mind). But veganized, I was all sorts of jazzed to try it so that I could eat with reckless abandon!
New textures and tastes are far easier for me to deal with when I know there are no animal bits and pieces involved. This dish was described as assorted vegetables bibimbap with soy bean paste & kimchee sauce.
That pretty much covers it!
The sauce it came with was super salty, but in that spicy, pickled vegetable kind of way. I dunno, it worked! I pretty much loved all the good things going on in this bowl, and the bed of brown rice beneath the veggies and seaweed gave the dish a nice stick-to-your-ribs quality that I can appreciate at the end of a poopy Monday.
Along with any good blogger meet-up comes the requisite portraits in all combinations. Vani took this picture of Sarah and me, but when I realized I looked like a sherpa, I demanded a re-do.
...And then posted it on my blog anyway. I didn't realize I'd been so huddled in the shawl! Fall has come early to Brooklyn. No complaints, though.
We were pretty full from dinner, but our group-obliging mentality pushed our take-it-or-leave-it opinion of the idea of dessert over to the must-have-now side of the line.
Uncle Louie G's it was.
Uncle Louie G's is a Brooklyn-based purveyor of ice cream and Italian ices. Being somewhat of an ice cream snob, I have only ever gotten their ice cream in the past, which is quite good, I have to say. However, I've always been dubious about the whole Italian ice thing. Icy, slushy, corn-syrupy, artificially-fruit flavored stuff? Homey don't play like that. After seriously considering their menu of ice flavors, though, I was tempted to give it a shot. Sarah gave me a taste of her coconut ice and the deal was done.
Coconut ice upon peanut butter cookie dough ice. And that's a small! All for $2--the best bargain I've seen all day. Add to that the fact that my choice of ice over ice cream meant a dairy-free dessert (so far as I can tell) and my digestive system thanks me for it.
That's toot-sweet. ;)