Amelia Lester writes about Iris Cafe Store #9 (20 Columbia Place) in the New Yorker. And she likes it!
New Yorker: We could talk about what, exactly, is in the tangy, lemony sauce that accompanies the ribbons of summer squash dusted with crushed pistachios (avocado and Greek yogurt). Or about the charming way two different desserts—a tiramisu and an Earl Gray crème brûlée—came with raspberries on top, as though the kitchen couldn’t resist a reminder that this was the height of summer. When you’re eating, you won’t much care about the why. Sort of like how the Old-Fashioned will do just fine, thanks.
How about you? Is it one of your go-tos in the neighborhood?
