Revelie Luncheonette Review - Soho - New York - The Infatuation
"It's hard to find a place to cry in Manhattan anymore. You could do it in public, but someone might come up to you and offer you a slice of dollar pizza in support, and you might not want that right now. You could do it at a diner, but your indifferently cooked, $15 eggs might make you cry even more. And yes, it might be nice to cry into a bowl of artisanal pasta, but with in this city, how are you supposed to know exactly when to book a table? At Revelie Luncheonette, you can cry, if you need to. But even if you have no desire to weep, you should know about this French-accented diner, where you can walk in any time, in any mood, and feel like you've stumbled upon a sanctuary. In this alternate universe in the heart of Soho, many paths cross, and anything goes. And most importantly, we’ve never had a problem getting a little table or booth, or at least a chrome diner stool at the counter. Directly across the street from iconic French restaurant , Revelie is from the same team, but feels like a well-kept secret. Couples who’ve been going to Raoul’s since the 1970s but couldn’t get a table there tonight rub shoulders with Y2K enthusiasts, who wear wraparound sunglasses indoors while eating cheeseburgers and drinking egg creams. There’s a tiny table out front where you half-expect someone to be sipping an espresso and smoking a long, skinny cigarette—but there’s also an old-fashioned soda fountain with house-made sodas, and episodes of Baywatch or The Joy of Painting play on a TV. A chalkboard menu has the day’s handwritten specials, and though there’s no escargot, you’ll see things like roasted scallops or shellfish fricassee . There’s also a perfectly cooked hanger steak, a satisfying all-day omelet, and good wine by the glass and bottle. Revelie is open all day, everyday, so the next time or you need breakfast before work, or brunch before shopping, or simply a refuge from the burden of your own existence, you can just saunter in. If you end up here after encountering a three-hour wait for your dream dinner, sure, it might not be the elaborate evening you’d imagined. But, it might also turn into one of those New York nights that’s even better than anything you could have planned. " - Willa Moore
