One last post of how lovely New York was. To start, I have to talk about a book, Cork Dork. I read this as an audiobook while travelling to Europe early this summer; it was really nice when waiting for delayed flights and when I had a bout of food poisoning that laid me out for a while. The journey Bosker takes is beautiful: from knowing nothing about wine, to learning everything about it, to choosing an unconventional landing place of a bar called Terroir. I was obsessed: what a cool place to visit! I wanted to see it for myself.
I knew that I wouldn’t make it to the flagship location while I was in NYC this time, so I had somewhat forgotten the dream. When I got to the High Line park, though, I saw that there was a seasonal popup called Terroir on the Porch! I made a plan to go there for lunch.
While there, I got to try their amazing farro salad – it was tasty without needing any cheese or nuts or creamy dressing (normally my weaknesses), and just felt so healthy after a million miles of walking. My waitress helped me pair it with a crisp glass of Chilean white wine with a grapefruity but dry bite. When I told her I had to go catch a train, she looked a little sad, and said: “Aw, I thought you were gonna stick around for a red!” I loved every minute of it.
I don’t normally have a glass of wine at lunch, or eat alone, or chat with my waitress for that matter, but something about Terroir’s vibe seeped into me, and as I noshed my arugula, I was pretty happy to be alone and looking out over the water, surrounded and yet solitary all at once.