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Stepping
into The
Finch is kind of like walking into your own kitchen, only it’s cooler.
The lines are cleaner, the painted white brick is brighter—it’s just better.
And
then passing the very open bar and the even more open kitchen, you step through
a doorway, and you are transported to somewhere else. Wherever it is, it’s just
as cool, just not as clean. This dining room has a formula, just as the front
space does, it’s just not the same equation. Its exposed brick brings Brooklyn
in and the classic furniture ties it to the front.
You sit down,
and you want to explore. Your eyes wander, catching the mortar between the
bricks, the different textures on display, the changing light coming in, and the
many shades of green of plants. It’s intimate back here too, but it feels airy
and open, almost outdoors.
The different
spaces echo the streamlined menu and beautiful dishes; it’s apparent each is
created, tested and perfected, but here too, there’s a formula. Everything’s
there for a reason, even if you don’t want to believe it—like that unfinished back
wall. Ingredients seem a little haphazard and unconnected at first, but you
want to try everything, you want to see how it all works out.
And somehow, it
does.
Your appetizer is split gracefully into two large
shallow dishes, one for each of you. Its arrangement is artful, crafted like
sculpture, elements hidden and exposed. The sweet beets are roasted and red,
soft and perfect, while the toasted traviso is bitter and smoky, cooled by
creamy salted burrata. A savory brittle made with pine nuts crunches and plays
to the sweet strengths of the beets and the mature savory moments of the
traviso, while all unites with the mild and sensuous cheese.
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Pork two ways
makes for a whimsical dish, imaginative and sensible, hearty and delicate. A
crunchy pork croquette, perfect and stringy, rests on a bed of soft cabbage and
sunchokes studded with large pearls of mustard seeds. Every element melds to
combat the delicious fattiness of the fried item, while a smooth apple puree
marries pink centered slices of pork. There is no redundancy and yet a
brilliant continuity is achieved.
Your
scallop entrée is a sexy surf and turf, bringing together sea and land
seamlessly. The dish is a texture playground, where multiple feelings are
playing tug of war. Stalemate. The soft, succulent scallops counter the rubbery,
meaty snails that, too, have its own tenderness. There is heat and wonder
written in slinky slender mushrooms and kernels of chewy Einkorn. Green things
and grains bring in earthy tones and brilliant color, but you can swim in the
richness and the decadence without getting lost…
Each
bite and memory is meticulously constructed, precise and crafted, but also
delectable and indulgent. You almost forget where you are and that your kitchen
is nowhere as cool.
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