Biscuits, biscuits, biscuits.
I love biscuits. I love bread. I love basically any baked carb (ask my friends and they’ll confirm this).
But biscuits are my weakness. Whenever I see that word on a menu, I order it, no questions asked. If I see it in a description of another dish, I’ll ask if they can put a biscuit on the side, even if I’m already eating fries. I eat too many carbs. Sue me.
In fact, biscuits are one of the reasons I discovered Bubby’s. Bubby’s may actually be the first official brunch I ever had in NYC. I can’t remember, nor do I really care to remember. All I remember are the biscuits. The flaky, buttery, utterly-delectable biscuits of Bubby’s.
The opportunity presented itself when my friend suggested we try the Chelsea location. She, knowing how much I love biscuits, wanted to see what all the fuss was about. I saw this as the perfect opportunity to introduce her to a truly fantastic take on an American cuisine staple. And to satisfy my craving for biscuits. I always crave biscuits.
So why didn’t I order the biscuits?
Because I’m stupid, that’s why. Read on.
We arrived at 10:30 a.m. and were seated right away. A friendly waitress walked us through the menu, pointing out new additions to both their brunch and drink menus, which included the spiked grapefruit toddy (above) and the Bubby’s Bacon, Egg, and Cheese (below).
The menu describes the dish as a “burrata, house-smoked bacon, farm eggs (sunnyside up), scallions, smashed cornbread, ricotta salata, with sweet and spicy sauce.” I mean, how could this dish fail? Temporarily blinded by my obsession with burrata, I ignored the fact that this dish lacked a biscuit.
That was my mistake. I’m owning it!
Anyway, back to the dish I did order. I could have done without the scallions, ricotta salata (what does that even mean, anyway?), “smashed cornbread” (which honestly, was not great and had a consistency closer to grits; a very misleading description) and their sweet and spicy sauce. As delicious as the dish sounded, and to some extent, tasted, these components were, unfortunately, unsuccessful in adding complexity and flavor to a dish that I wanted to love.
What I should have ordered was the Smoked Salmon Benedict that my friend ordered (below). The menu describes the dish as “two soft poached eggs, house-smoked salmon, homemade biscuit, hollandaise, and home fries” but they could’ve simply written “amazing, must order” and it would’ve done the trick. The eggs perfectly done and the salmon, like everything else in Bubby’s prepared and smoked in-house, sat atop two halves of a delicious biscuit.
As I’m writing this blog I’m staring at the photo below and still kicking myself for not ordering this.
Why did I not order this? I mean, just look at it (and that was without the hollandaise).
So, unfortunately for me, this meal did not end in an empty plate. I should’ve known to get the dish that had a biscuit in it–I mean, how could I go to Bubby’s and not get biscuits? By using poor judgement and giving into my obsession with burrata, that’s how. Bubby’s is solid. So are their drinks. So is their food. So are their biscuits.
Which is why I will be back to order the biscuits. And the grapefruit toddy.
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