From the moment I walked into the West Village joint and detected the mouthwatering aromas of garlic and fresh seafood, I knew I was in for something special. There was a small, modern bar in front where I watched an affable bartender shuck oysters with ease and when I walked through the bar section, I was greeted with a beautiful wall light depicting a peaceful fishing village.
The rest of the room was modern and casual, but that picture was so serene yet vibrant that it infused the whole room with a sense of relaxed enthusiasm for a night of delicious food. And when it comes to mussels, I get really enthusiastic.
Truffle Parmesan Fries
I just hope I can tear myself away from those Fra Diavolo mussels to try a new version!