There are a lot of things about me that are pretty predictable. Food is one of those things. There are certain chefs and certain foods that I will eat over and over again. Seeking out the best or just returning to an old favorite. Research? Sure you can call it that. But truly, I'm just satisfying my hunger.
The Feisty Foodie (FF). She needed no convincing but I did mention fried chicken to her to tickle her salivation.
Reservations are not taken so I waited for my companion at the bar. I ordered a Tom Collins and watched the wonderful bartender work intricately on my drink. It tasted amazing. I can appreciate a well made drink and they certainly made that an important aspect of the experience at The Butterfly.
To start our meal, I chose the pork rinds ($8) while FF picked the reuben croquettes ($9). The pork rinds were fried until light and crunchy then dusted with pomodoro powder, pecorino, black pepper, and rosemary. A savory and flavorful chip. The fried reuben croquettes had corned beef, sauerkraut, and rye bread crumbs. The sauce is thousand island sauce. A cute homage to a NYC classic. These were well executed being fried well with a crispy outside, soft creamy inside dotted evenly with beef and kraut. The sauce was creamy, tangy, and slightly sweet.
Oh yeah, I forgot to mention that when our fried chicken plates came, people certainly had diner's envy. The couple on one side that seemingly was on a date couldn't stop staring. They shared their chicken while daintily eating it with a fork and knife. FF and I dug in with our greedy hands. Eventually, they gave up and ate with their hands too. Yeah! That's how it's done. And on the other side of us, a 4 top sat down and just blurted out "OMG, fried chicken!". One or two of them subsequently ordered the same dish later that night. Why would one ever deny oneself hot delicious fried chicken? The world may never know.
You can also read Feisty Foodie's assessment of The Butterfly, here.
225 W Broadway
New York, NY 10013