In New York. Here to attend a meeting on NCDs at the United Nations, today to Friday. Plus to give a guest lecture on global health at TU yesterday. Flying back Saturday.
So much has already been written about founder David Chang that I won’t bother.
All that hype had piqued my interest, perhaps the only pop celebrity chef whose food I’d really been looking forward to trying : lauded as sophisticated reinterpretations of simple Asian classics, infused with Western ingredients and techniques, juxtaposed high-low sensibilities — totally my kind of thing.
The food was just okay. Neither here nor there, as often the case with fusion, though I’d been hoping for some kind of synergistic elevation, as per the hype. Oh well.
Not surprised that the mainstream public would be so easily impressed by this place, this kind of place — food aside, I did enjoy the vibe — but I am surprised by its sustained popularity. Maybe it’s an acquired taste.
Still, I remain eager to try other Momofuku menus, like Ssäm Bar.
Upon return to the hotel, I was hungry again in a few hours, not physically hungry, but hungry to experience more of the city’s culinary offerings, especially the no-frills stuff to be found around every corner.
I may have gained some weight over the past few days.