Street Food: Smorgasburg Part II

Saturday morning, get out of bed and head straight to Smorgasburg, the quest to sample everything continues. It’s a hard life. 

This round begins at Bon Chovie, where the motto is “Swim Fast, Fry Young.” 

I get my order of flash fried anchovies “Jersey Style,” meaning heads on; I call these Man-Chovies. The slightly bitter fish are served with paprika aioli and accompanied by citrus pickled string beans. Taking a bite, closing your eyes and feeling the cool, somewhat briny-smelling headwinds of the East River, tastes like breakfast on the Italian Riviera. It’s an intense way to start the day.

 

Seeking some sweet relief, we head to Dough for one of their hefty donuts.

The donut is about as good as they come, definitely doughy but surprisingly light. There’s just the right amount of sugar topping, sweet but not cloying. A few toasted coconut chips add a note of sophistication to a typically modest confection (missing bite care of impatient girlfriend).