Dirt Candy has been on The List for ages, pretty much since it opened in 2008(9?), in fact. I've been clamoring to get a taste of Amanda Cohen's purportedly revolutionary treatment of vegetables (or, as she calls them, "dirt candy"). Reservations are not easy to come by in the 20 seat space, and typically require booking a month in advance. That's why, when Mackenna and I were looking for a dinner spot a mere two days out, I jumped at the 9:30 pm Friday reservation as quickly as I could.
And the subterranean garden-apartment space is, indeed, teeny. There are 12-14 seats at tables against the banquette and another six lined against the opposite wall, with just enough room between them for the servers to pass through.
The menu is likewise small, offering up but a mere 4-5 choices for each course. This theoretically should make the task of ordering far simpler for an indecisive diner like me. But without the crutch of "I feel like fish tonight," and with a list of entrees that all sounded delicious and different, I faced some difficulties. Nothing a little chat with our server couldn't fix.
Though I sound like a broken record, I apologize for the poor picture quality. The light was very, very low. Also, I am a terrible photographer.
|Jalapeno Hush Puppies with Maple Butter|
|House bread with Herbed Olive Oil|
|Steamed Carrot Buns with Cucumber and Carrot Salad|
I love me a good Chinese steamed bun, cha siu bao in particular, that spongy, airy dough encasing rich, sticky-sweet Chinese roast pork. The sweetness Cohen coaxed from the carrots paid homage to cha siu, but was impressive in its own right, bright with hoisin and a carrot reduction. The treatment of the roots within was inspired, as the carrots feigned meatiness. The buns were dyed various shades of orange from the juice of the different carrots used, which didn't affect the taste, but sure was adorable.
Yes, these carrot buns were delicious, but I could not keep my fork out of that little pile of awesome to the left. This, my friends, was a crispy white carrot, cucumber, ginger and sesame salad, topped with carrot halvah. Oh, never had carrot halvah, have you? I'm really sorry about that, because this was one of the more creative, no-holds-barred delicious things i have tasted in recent memory. (No, but really, I'm sorry I didn't tell you about this sooner, the carrot buns are apparently no longer on the menu.) A definitely ate more than my fair share of the salad even though we were to be going halfsies (sorry Mack).
Then there were the mains. Mackenna went with the chard: chard gnocchi, grilled chard, garlic granola, drunken fig jam. The gnocchi were light, if a bit on the soft side. The grilled chard crunchy, buttery, delicious. There was a thin layer of goat cheese sauce coating the bottom of the plate, which lent a lovely tang to the whole thing and perked it all up. The fig jam felt awkwardly out of place, its flavor strong and overwhelming, and not really meshing with the other elements of the dish. As it appeared as a small pile crowning the gnocchi, it was easily cast aside (and eventually eaten separately, since it was quite good in its own right).
|Cucumber, Coconut Poached Tofu|
The food at dirt candy is a wonder to behold. These are not dishes that placed on a menu as a thoughtless consolation to vegetarians, but a celebration of vegetables in their own right. These are not meant to replace meat, or to substitute for it, but to draw your attention to the merits of vegetables as their best, most interesting versions of themselves.
430 E 9th St (b/w 1st and Ave. A)