Lavo

LavoWe know what you're thinking. Lavo? A bit been-there, basic, not really a place we go. But, for a decadent dish that kills it in the taste department - so good that we would find ourselves at a place that's otherwise not our scene (in the morning, at least) - we recommend to you the heavenly orb that is the Lavo Kobe Meatball. Anywhere else, they bring you a single meatball on a plate, dipping its toes in the shallow section of some sauce, and charge you twenty-two dollars, and you're not too pleased. But here? It's a thing. And a great thing at that. Just avert your eyes from the sequined shenanigans taking part at the Champagne Party Brunch. Distract yourself with a breakfast pizza. Lavo, 39 East 58th Street [Photo via @food.drunk]
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