First, I want to share with you the tingly excitement in my fingers when I typed #30! Feels like a milestone in my blogging goal of 50 things. Even though I have slowed my pace quite a bit, like any good former Teach for America corps member, my goal is ambitious... yet feasible! (wow that's legit TFA humor. If you did the program you may have laughed...if you didn't you've left the computer)Back to the food! I am aware that "Smoked Trout and Fingerling Potato Salad" isn't so much a thing that you go searching the city for. Unlike the burger and many other things in the blog, there is no heated debate about where to get the best one, or how this place's smoked trout salad is sooo overrated.
BUT, I would say there are many places that try their hand at smoked fish salads of sorts. The brave (aka my family) love the herring salad at Zum Stammtisch, and I once had a smoked trout salad at Prime Meats. To be honest, if the Egg is queen bee, smoked fish salads would be the smelly kid in the corner no one wants to talk to. You don't exactly go out of your way to engage.
All this should change now, when you go out of your way to Jack the Horse Tavern in Brooklyn Heights. Its creator clearly had the word balance in mind, with the right mix of crunchy and soft, warm and cold, sweet and savory: potato (left warm), thinly sliced apples (which should be put in everything), red grapes, almonds, smoked trout (ooo that smoky fish) and creme fraiche vinagrette that, though abundant, manages to be light and capable of tying it all together. The space is beautiful, and as it warms up I cannot think of a better thing to do then stroll on the promenade after a delicious meal. Plus the bloodys come in a pint glass. Juuuuuust sayin.
Wow...being a busy boy on the west coast has kept me away from your engaging blog...Britt...you have heard this before...you put a smile on my face and a laugh in my breath...thank you
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