Dear Food Diary:
Wall Street is a total mystery to me. Without numbered streets, I get lost at every turn (even with an iPhone). Last week, it worked to my advantage as my lack of direction led me to Fraunces Tavern. Built in 1719, it’s one of the oldest buildings in NYC. A charming corner spot that was once George’s Washington’s drinking spot and where he chose to make his final farewell.
I went in to try their pot pie (George Washington’s favorite dish) and discovered an awesome whiskey bar, several dining areas and an museum on the 2nd floor.
The waitress however almost got me running out the door. I asked her how the pot pie was and she answered “it’s chicken today“. !?!?!?!?! what?! I think they need more passionate staff, it’s almost sad to see their lack of enthusiasm.
The place itself had me intrigued, so I stayed. And since Pot Pie was George Washington’s favorite (not this recipe, just in general FYI), I gave it a try…
It was raining outside and this was my kind of chicken pot pie for my soul. Dangerously hot once I broke the flaky outer layer. Think of the best croissants, warm and delicate. Chunks of white meat chicken and veggies revealed themselves in a perfectly seasoned pool of ultra rich and creamy goodness.
Every room had its own unique decor.
The upstairs is a museum. I didn’t have time but it’s on my to do list.
Surely, this was a revolutionary find for me. A nice stumble on a grey day.
54 Pearl St.