10/27/16 Update from the Bitches: This restaurant is now closed.
World Cup fever was rampant in the city this summer. Productivity went down and beer drinking at the office went up. Friends committed to bar plans on Mondays. Bars and restaurants that never normally have any sports affinity hung flags from their awnings and sported projector screens and specials. It was a happy time.
I thought it was only appropriate to brunch up to, and during, the World Cup final. We wanted to avoid a place packed with unauthentic fans, which inevitably leads to catching more sprayed beer than the actual game, so I selected Louro, a West Village restaurant that offered a special brunch menu just for the day. Paul and our dear friends, Adriana and Kyle, posted up in the best seat in the house with a prime viewing of their projector screen for an epic Sunday Funday.
The atmosphere was surprisingly delightful. Louro is easy to miss walking by, as it’s on a mostly residential street and subtly marked. When you step inside, you immediately notice the original carriage house structure that’s been preserved through the restaurant renovations. Despite minimal windows, the restaurant still feels light and cozy, with floor to ceiling shelves lined with labeled canning jars.
The restaurant was relatively empty and we were “marvin,” as Paul says, so we quickly strategized and ordered brunch refreshments; margaritas for the boys, and lattes for the gals. The latte was actually so exceptional that I ordered a second, which is rare. Paul and Kyle loved their margaritas so much that they drank about 14 collectively during the day..I wish I was exaggerating.
To start, we ordered the seafood fritters with smoked paprika aioli. When they first arrived, I was a little disappointed with the appearance; they looked like cheap hush puppies and not very appetizing. However, I was quickly proven wrong when I took my first bite. Not usually a fan of fried food, I could have eaten all of these doused in the accompanying sauce.
We also shared the house made ricotta, served with smoked honey and crispy buttered crostinis. I’m a sucker for any cheese and this ricotta paired with the sweet honey was delicious. The portion of crostini paired with an enormous heap of ricotta wasn’t enough despite my generous serving of cheese, so we had to order more bread, but this dish was really well done.
Next up was the chorizo baked eggs with house made braised chorizo ragu and crisp herb fingerlings. The sausage ragu was really interesting and something I haven’t been exposed to before, however the eggs were too runny for my taste and I didn’t like the consistency. This was our least favorite of the dishes.
The belly goat burger, on the other hand, was awesome. Made with house blend goat, crispy pork belly, creamy goat cheese, pickled onions, and tomato marmalade, every bite was succulent and bursting with flavor. I was originally put off by the goat, but quickly forgot about it as soon as I took my first bite.
We enjoyed a fresh farro salad with summer squash, pickled onion, garlic vinaigrette, and a load of parmesan. I liked that this was an option for lunch, as it was fresh and light. The boys weren’t bothered about it, but Adriana and I enjoyed our portions here.
The kimchi fried rice was my favorite dish, both in flavor and the part we got to play. The server brought out raw duck egg and poured it over top the rice shrimp mixture, and we stirred the egg as it quickly cooked and scrambled. It was stocked with calamari, clams, and shrimp, and the flavor was wonderful. This was our crowd pleaser.
With that, we moved to the bar to stake out great World Cup seats for the rest of our friends, and we finished the rest of our meal there. I’ll insert here that the bartender was notably friendly, so I’ll blame her for me ordering more cocktails than I should have.
Our last course was the French toast, drizzled with maple syrup and fresh strawberries. I was honestly so full at this point that I couldn’t muster more than a bite, but as far as French toast goes, it was classically prepared and tasty.
The best part of the brunch was getting to meet Chef David Santos, who is the creative brain behind the dishes we loved, and who has a vivacious, lovable personality that makes you want to return just to support him. He also sent out a special dessert- roasted corn ice cream with johnnycake and caramel. This standout was different than anything I’ve had, as it combined savory and sweet in this unique combination. I was impressed with how much I loved something I would have never normally ordered, and even more impressed with how genuine Chef Santos was in following up to see if we enjoyed ourselves.
The Bitches say B. This brunch was solid and had some true standouts, and some dishes we could have done without. We unanimously agreed that we’d be back, especially for another bar takeover like our World Cup final experience.
142 West 10th St.
New York, NY
(212) 206 – 0606
Louro serves brunch on Sundays from 11:00 a.m. – 4:00 p.m.