There are many spots in NYC that can be described as a guilty pleasure. I have made it a mission to experience as many as I can. My taste buds love it, while my waist line, liver, and arteries hate me. Being a foodie one can describe NYC as living in gastronomical orgasmic bliss. This is my taste adventure at Clinton St. Baking Company not too long ago.
The pancake and sugar cured bacon orgy is beyond gluttonous belief!
It makes life worth living. It makes rainbows in the sky. It’s better than puppies and kittens. I want to bath in it. I want to make love to it. I actually shed a tear when I finished eating it.
So much has been written and reviewed about Clinton St. Baking Company, and much of the praise is highly deserved, along with the lambasting of the dreaded long lines and eternal wait to finally get a seat in this place. I thought I would be smart and go here on Wednesday late afternoon on my vacation during Christmas week. Alas, the line gods were kind to us and we only had to wait about 30 minutes before scoring a table around 3PM. The waiter handed us a menu, but I laughed and scoffed at this feeble attempt to persuade me to veer off my mission of the one thing that is a must-order when visiting this establishment for the first time -
Blueberry Pancakes and Sugar Cured Bacon!
Now, I have had many pancakes over my lifetime across many different states, and I must say these are made by the hands of angels with baby’s tears. When I saw this plate placed in front of me I took a deep breath and heard mermaids singing. Three thick gorgeous looking pancakes with a tremendous amount of blueberries sitting on top in the middle, and a light dusting of powdered sugar sprinkled over it. Can it get better? Yes, it can! These pancakes of Heaven are accompanied by their own house Warm Maple Butter syrup. Just a terrific taste sensation as a bite of pancake melts on your tongue mixed with warm blueberry and maple butter syrup. It’s so cozy and warm feeling you wish you were eating this in a cabin in front of a roaring fireplace.
Oh, oh, oh, that bacon. A side order of sugar cured bacon will make all your problems go away. With each sugary sweet bite I envisioned fairies fluttering by and leprechauns bouncing around with pots of gold. Prepared just the right way with a coating of liquid sugar shimmering over each piece and cooked to a nice crispiness. How can anyone not like bacon I don’t know. This is amazing.
(Also, this song comes to mind whenever I think about this place) -
Since we were on vacation we had to also order some brunch drinks – Clinton St. Bloody Mary’s. Served in tall glasses with a spicy house bloody mary mix, celery stalk, and a good amount of vodka. A perfect libation to help wash down this meal of joy. Overall, this feast is worth every penny, along with the ridiculous wait at times if one is up for it.
Oh, and kids, make sure to order your own bacon. I will cut your hand off if you try to snag a piece of mine. Really, I will stab you.