I don’t even….I can’t….I have no idea what to even say about this place.
It was like an amusement park for food lovers. Except instead of those overpriced 12 dollar churros at Disneyland, it’s a 24 dollar small wedge of cheese.
I have been hearing amazing things from everyone I know about this place, and it STILL did not do it justice…
If you’re in NYC…just go. I don’t know what else to say. You don’t have to buy things to have fun. But you should probably agree to the glass of wine as you shop…
in the bag? that would be a dog butt.
I didn’t even need tomatoes. but this…this made me buy tomatoes.
have a hankering for a shitload of mushrooms you’ve never heard of? go to Eataly!
something I also didn’t need? 20 shallots braided onto a vine. bought it.
gotta figure out something to do with these now too. any suggestions would be greatly appreciated.
…someone isn’t quite as excited as I was.
they makea da mozzarella righta in front ofa you!
mistake: going during lunch time. cart-hating eaters abound.
this is where i had an excitement heart attack.
white wine makes me feel nauseous. this did not stop me from accepting.
a little confused about this cart situation. everything in the place was so beautiful and modern yet rustic and just…went. This? this ugliness made no sense to me. Although it’s one-handed turning ability (wine glass) was impeccable!
[insert large sausage joke here]
drugs and truffles. what arrrrre things you pay for by the ounce, Alex.
I return from my big shoot September 2nd around 3pm. I should be able to make it here, to this section, by 430.
explaining how large I need my pork belly to be. BACON CURING WEEK!
my “I freaking love this place” face
got my pork! now I just need to find pink curing salts…which the butcher told me are “heavily regulated and hard to find”. heavily regulated?? this makes me want it more. and more of it. i will find you, salts.
someone woke up in the meat department. always hungry, this kid.
I. LOVE. TINY. BAKING. DISHES. goodbye money.
and finally, this spicy sopressata had no chance of making it home.
New York, NY 10010