I had eaten tons of food all weekend, but I'm glad Justin pressed for the Yuca Bar Sunday brunch. It's prix fixe for $12: brunch cocktail, coffee and a humongous plate of "pan-Latino" food. But that's not all. Yuca Bar is very good at atmosphere - it strikes what I think is a 1970's Cuban appeal. Everything inside has hues of golden yellow and orange - the walls, the pictures, the fresh orange juice, and the mimosas. Music is always good and usually Cuban. Justin's bloody mary was a work pop art - tall glass, deep red-orange juice with a vibrant green celery stalk and bright yellow lemon wedge suspended artfully.
I had a giant scrambled eggs burrito with jack cheese and bits of chorizo, fresh pico de gallo and guacamole on top, and yuca hash browns on the side. One cannot go wrong. We were very full at the end, so we started a nice long slow walk through the city, striving for the calmer parts so as not to disturb the digestive tract. Luckily, it was a warm and sunny day.
As soon as it turns Spring in New York the performance artists come out of the subways and into the parks. On our meander from the east to the west side, we had free entertainment everywhere. The real prize winner was probably the (ahem) talented young lady at Chelsea Pier who was singing her heart out about...it wasn't clear exactly. But it was passionate, without pause and improv Broadway-style, if there is such a thing. We, um, then decided it was time to head back to the train.
Yuca Bar: Cucina Latina
111 Avenue A (and 7th St)
East Village, New York
212-982-9553
http://www.yucabarnyc.com/
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