We just had dinner at the Empire Steakhouse on 54th and Broadway, right on the border of the wasteland known as Times Square. Vin just felt like going to a steakhouse, and even though I couldn’t eat much today, I happily accompanied as his date. Since we knew that he’d have to finish most of my meal, we went straight for the basics as part of his “control” for ratings: entrees, one side, and dessert (no martini though). He got the ribeye (apparently it was delicious =/ *sniff* I had half a bite of it) and creamed spinach (also good), I got the cold seafood platter (the lump crabmeat was very good!) and for dessert, creme brulee.
Now, the attentive and knowledgeable waiter Tim recommended it and said it was the best dessert on the menu. He ain’t kidding. It was light and perfectly creamy, topped with the perfect amount of sliced strawberries so you could have a bit of tart to break up the sugar on sugar action of the dessert. I only intended on having one spoonful of it, lest my insides fall apart due to the dairy, but I totally risked it and had another half spoonful it was so damned good. Not too sweet, just the right amount of burnt sugar, and the not-just-for-show strawberries. Creme brulee is Vin’s fave dessert, and I’ve made it a few times just for him. But it was totally OK Vin said this to the waiter in my presence, “This is one of the best creme brulees in the city!” I completely agree.