Thanks Adam for the mention today, even if you did get my name wrong. I mean all we ever really shared was a few bites in Hoboken and my now favorite sundae in the world at Marco & Pepe.
I stopped by Momofuku Milk Bar yesterday evening in the midst of rush hour, and arrived without a single person in line. It’s like this place was meant for me. Without first reading the menu, I chose a few of the treats that stood out to me (and then the only cookie available). Blondie Pumpkin Pie, Chocolate Chip Cake, Salted Pistachio Soft Serve, and a Peanut Butter Cookie. My first bite into the blondie pumpkin pie was one of the most unexpected taste deliveries I’ve ever experienced. While this pie is just enough pumpkin, the huge surprise was the crunchy caramel layer underneath the pumpkin concoction. It’s all I could think about today since I woke up at 6 a.m. The chocolate chip cake delivered an instant recognition of passion fruit, and I should probably take another taste to remind myself if there really is coffee buttercream in there. This cake has the perfect amount of sugar, and just enough salt for you to tell it’s salted without tasting the granules (seriously, some of you bakeries need to stop using coarse salt in your baked goods). I won’t say very much about the salted pistachio soft serve, which didn’t even feel like dessert to me. I’ll just let Zach Brooks speak for me.
The peanut butter cookie grease came through the paper bag, so I knew I was in for something special. Without feeling like it demands jelly, the cookie has enough peanut butter to be recognizable, without getting an immediate stomach ache from all the butter that must be in there. While the ingredients are currently a mystery, I’ll say you’re most likely better off not eating the entire cookie in one sitting. It’s probably the size of half my face—and at that, maybe at my thinnest weight.
Note: My card reader is MIA, so take a gander at my dear friend Serious Eats examination of the treats.
