Showing posts with label Breakfast. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Breakfast. Show all posts

Monday, June 9, 2014

Café DeWitt: You'll run into EVERYBODY there!

The Café DeWitt, rounding on its fourth decade, started life as a coffee shop tucked into a hallway -- one wag called it the “plus-chic bomb shelter in town” -- in a trend-setting re-purposed school building in downtown Ithaca.

In the beginning, café owners Sigrid Pauen and a friend baked their own bread, sewed the table cloths, and gave birth to the curried tuna sandwich. The fact that the Café has grown and thrived,  still in that hallway,  is testimony to Pauen and co-owner Josh Eckenrode, a young chef who, while not classically trained, grew up cooking with his family, and has studied in depth on his own.  Both focus on creating brilliant stuff from local meats and produce.  Both are longtime community members, products of Cornell University, she in German literature, he in business management.

Between the two of them, and with the addition of pastry chef Barbara Brazill, “meat expert” Brent Perkins, salad-and-soup-pro Amy Pennington, and a crew of dedicated  waitstaff, the place clicks merrily along, producing and serving favorites like their rich and famous onion soup, its onions caramelized for hours to rich sweetness, obviating the need for meat stock, and their famously addictive double-glazed lemon cake.

The place and the food are important, but a good part of the draw is the people.  It’s a breakfast and lunchtime hangout for the local sisterhood of therapists, building residents and shopkeepers. The staff, many of them long-time café employees, can hold up their end of a conversation.  “Everybody here has another life,” said Pauen.  “They’re musicians, photographers, potters, nurses, EMTs, textile artists, filmmakers, librarians, film librarians.”

As like attracts like, the café has hosted arts and sciences notables. Actors John Lithgow and Gabriel Byrne (“The Usual Suspects), New York State Author and Pulitzer Prize winner Alison Lurie, economist Alfred Kahn, literary critic Mike Abrams, and astronomer Carl Sagan have broken bread with colleagues and friends at the café’s tables. 

Their oddest guest of all time, though, was a white-tailed deer that came to visit during a Sunday brunch, crashing through a store window, skittering along the café’s back bench, leaping over the back wall’s battery of fish tanks, and ending up, befuddled and dazed, in the dish room, where veterinarians tranquilized it and sheriff’s deputies removed it to a woodsier setting. While Eckenrode and Pauen pride themselves on the café’s fresh, local meat and produce, this was a bit too fresh for them.  Said Pauen, “Everybody was in shock.”

They have forged alliances with local producers.  “The thing that’s excited me the most is partnering with Autumn’s Harvest,” said Eckenrode, who sources eggs, bacon, ham, and sausages from the Romulus, New York producers. “We’ve started making our own corned beef from their brisket. It’s been a huge hit.” And every Tuesday is burger day at the café using their beef.

Said Pauen, “We’ve gone very far to remain local, with unadulterated ingredients.”  They make their own condiments, chutneys, curry spice mixes, vinaigrettes, and roast their own turkeys. Pauen credits Eckenrode not only with adding considerably to the café’s offerings but also with upgrading the café’s tools, and with taking the restaurant to new levels of presentation.  Even so, the café still has its original espresso machine, nearly 40 years old, and thought to be the first in town. “It’s like a Ferrari,” said Pauen.

On the table, the salads are dazzlingly colorful, the soups legendary, and the basic menu hasn’t changed in years – there’d be a great pulling out of hair and rending of clothes were items like the caprese salad or the curried tuna sandwich to disappear.  But daily specials provide fresh approaches to soups, salads, and omelets, often vegetarian, occasionally nearly vegan, and then they’ll hit you with the Tuesday juicy hamburger special or some of that excellent house-corned beef.  Weekends, however, any pretence of dietary restraint is off, as menu offerings warble a siren call with French toast fashioned from rich brioche and stuffed with raspberries, sour cherries, and ricotta, or pumpkin waffles with spiced apple compote and whipped cream, or their famous huevos rancheros.  And you’re bound to find something laced with chocolate sauce as well.

The group has made the best of the café’s humble locale, whose hallway configuration serves as a kind of people-funnel, particularly in winter, when visitors stroll through the hall, greeting and being greeted by friends in the café, and where sun-deprived singles and duos come to warm up with soup, or with coffee and dessert, and to get their “people fix.” The lighted fishtanks cast a flattering glow, as do hundreds of little Christmas lights suspended from white dowels, holiday décor so beloved by patrons, it was allowed to remain, spanning the seasons. The restaurant subscribes to a flower CSA, so there are always fresh flowers on the tables.

The Café DeWitt is located in the DeWitt Building, 215 N. Cayuga Street (entrance on East Buffalo Street).  Hours are Monday through Saturday 8:30-2:30 and Sundays from 10:00 to 2:00.  It’s breakfast and lunch weekdays, brunch weekends.  For a look at recent and current menus, and day-to-day gastroporn check out their Facebook page

Saturday, February 15, 2014

THE GLORY OF BURDETT: BERTA'S


If you’re planning on heading out for a day of winery touring on Seneca Lake, you’d be well advised to fuel up at Berta’s Café in the little village of Burdett, population 340. A relative newcomer on the Finger Lakes dining scene, it is quickly becoming a meeting place for early risers, those who appreciate a hearty breakfast, and folks looking to recharge around the noon hour.
On a recent Sunday, the parking lot was full, the dining room alive with a friendly crowd of after-church celebrants, weekend warriors on vintage Harleys heading for the wineries, local senior citizens, bicyclists “doing” the lakes, and young lovers; as the day warmed, diners headed outdoors to relax in the patio’s mild breezes, enjoying the luxuriant plantings of black-eyed susans and blood-red day lilies. Nearby, halved whisky barrels sent forth abundant sweet potato vines. The pleasure of outdoor dining was underscored by the sounds of Logan Creek, which powered the building’s mill in days of yore.
We were surprised and delighted to find gifted chef Jonah McKeough, formerly co-owner/chef at Hazelnut Kitchen in Trumansburg holding forth at the stove. We knew we’d be in good hands.
At Berta’s, things are informal: you give your order at the counter, help yourself to coffee, or to water from a clear-glass jug, and seat yourself; in short order a pleasant counter-person will bring you your food.
A recent Sunday morning special included a fresh and fluffy spinach omelet, packed with spinach, mushrooms, and cheese, and served with a heaping side of crisp home fries, along with what was called a “butter roll,” tasting like a cross between an English muffin and a brioche.
Buttermilk biscuits and country sausage gravy featured the lightest biscuit ever, topped with sausage gravy that was silky enough to be readily absorbed into the biscuit. It was delicious.
For lunch, substantial homemade corn tortillas, thicker and sweeter than the store-bought kind, wrapped themselves around pulled pork (black bean was the other option) topped with pico de gallo, sliced avocado, and lettuces of the season. A side salad offered the usual lettuce-tomato-cucumber-onion mix topped with sprouted mung beans, adzuki beans, and chickpeas. Who knew you could sprout chickpeas?
We watched enviously as a parade of fluffy-looking blueberry pancakes emerged from the kitchen, and comforted ourselves with a tender, chocolate-y brownie nestling under a walnut crust.
The new owner, a retired physician, has created a bright and airy series of dining areas with lovely woodwork, touches of country décor (our table was one of those red-and-white enameled metal-top jobbies that reminded us of mid-century grannyware), and historic photos of Burdett, including one of what was then the world’s largest earthen railroad viaduct, and a few of the building as a creek-powered mill.
Berta’s is easy to find: coming in from the east on Route 79, take a left onto Main St. at the village’s blinking light and it’s the second property on your right. You’ll know it by its green-umbrella’d patio and charming turn of the (last) century Victorian architecture.
Mill Street behind Berta’s, to Factory Street, and on to Middle Road is a little-traveled path with spectacular Seneca Lake views, which leads to Route 414 on Seneca’s eastern shore. Take a right and you’re at some of the finest Finger Lakes wineries. Take a left, and you’re in bustling Watkins Glen (where, if you’re still hungry, you can stop for a cannoli at Scuteri’s).
Local Autumn Harvest Farm supplies many of the provisions, and, according to the café’s menu, produce and dairy are sourced from local farms when possible.
Berta’s is open Wednesday through Sunday, serving hearty breakfasts from 7 a.m. to 2 p.m. and lunch from 11 to 2. It’s a welcome addition to the Village of Burdett, which for many serves only as a through road from Trumansburg and Ithaca to the wineries on Seneca Lake and the Watkins Glen racetrack.

Slow down—it’s definitely worth a stop.

Friday, January 31, 2014

T'BURG'S HOMETOWN JOINT: THE FALLS RESTAURANT

The Falls Restaurant, formerly the Falls Tavern, once a roadhouse, has made its way up the food chain, serving some of the area’s heartiest breakfasts, lunches, and dinners, from a menu of comfort foods with a local touch, and more daring daily specials. At the hands of the brother-and-sister team of Carol and Fred Van Derzee, the décor is Americana, the service warm and welcoming, especially with the addition of The Falls’ new Adirondacks style dining room.

Early weekday mornings find neighborhood regulars -- farmers, businesspeople, and retirees -- kibitzing with one another from their usual tables and helping themselves to freshly brewed coffee from the double Bunn, while the Van Derzees, including Carol’s son Cole, or long-time chef Mindy Cross, speed out orders of bacon, eggs, and home fries, omelets, or stacks of platter-sized flapjacks for calorie-burning farmers, and homemade pies and java for the rest of us.

Weekends are another story entirely, especially in the summer, when “lake people” fill the place to its hand-hewn rafters, and when the Van Derzees’ 84-year-old mom, Nancy, commands the toaster battery, turning out raft after raft of just-right toast slabs carved from the restaurant’s own whole wheat and white bread loaves. The restaurant also produces a grand selection of flaky-crusted pies, among them custard, blackberry, strawberry rhubarb, and, of course, apple -- and cakes.

The weekend’s blackboard breakfast menu turns to more daring fare:  poached eggs on smoked salmon hash, an egg-white omelet stuffed with artichoke, roasted red pepper, and provolone, a delicious version of huevos rancheros with a base of cornmeal pancakes in place of tortillas. cream cheese-filled crepes with strawberries or warm peaches, and a comfort-food favorite, farmhand-sized orders of sausage gravy over biscuits.

The lunch and dinner menu offer both standard fare -- burgers, fries, sandwiches -- and the likes of smothered chicken (buried in spinach, artichoke hearts, roasted red pepper and mozzarella), or shrimp Florentine, supplemented with Carol’s latest fresh-and-local creations, along with the daily blue-plate special, actually served on blue plates: roast turkey and gravy, chicken and biscuits, and, our favorite, the Falls’ spicy meatloaf and mashed potatoes (Tuesdays); comfort food heaven!

On a recent Friday night one of us opted for the fried fish platter -- a good-sized hunk of sweet and fresh beer-battered haddock with baked potato and coleslaw; and the other downed a hefty hunk of prime rib (queen-sized) with baked potato and a fresh green salad.  Total cost with tax and tip: $34.00.  Not bad for a Friday night’s dinner and entertainment.

The new post and beam Adirondacks-style addition built by Carol’s husband, Ken Davis, (you’ve seen his even more monumental work if you’ve visited the tasting-room barn at Americana Vineyards), was built of lumber harvested and hand-hewn from the family’s property adjoining the restaurant. Its elegant new front door is adorned with deep-relief oak leaves and acorns carved by T’burg sculptor Jay Seaman, who is also responsible for the lively fish sculpture that graces the roof’s peak.

Beloved by T’Burgers for their community participation, the Van Derzees sponsor a major annual fundraiser for the fight against pediatric cancer, as well as providing food for many local charities and events, and The Falls has, over the years, become a weekly meeting place for local groups, including area clergy who meet there one night a week, and a group of women friends who meet on another (their husbands occupy a separate table). The addition’s fifty seats may alleviate the summer weekend breakfast crush. It also provides larger tables for intergenerational family groups who gravitate to the place for its something-for-everyone menu and friendly service.

The Falls is open for breakfast, lunch, and dinner Tuesdays through Saturdays, and brunch only on Sundays, and the Van Derzees also cater off-premises events.


Falls Restaurant
214 East Main Street
Trumansburg, NY 14886

607 387-9761
www.fallsrestaurantandtavern.com