Back in 2011, we wrote a review and profession of love for Buvette, this West Village French cafe that’s cute as f*ck and serves excellent breakfast. Now we’re back to tell you that we’re over it. Here’s why.
This quaint little restaurant has done phenomenally well over the last few years, thanks almost entirely to the fact that it’s a real life manifestation of what Martha Stewart probably considers porn. There are baskets and baked goods everywhere, along with a bunch of knick-knacks that likely came from flea markets around the south of France, or Restoration Hardware. There’s even a little bike that sits out front every day, just so you can imagine what it would be like to live in a world where bikes are decoration. Sounds nice, right? It is. At least until you meet the staff.
Somewhere along the way, success has gotten to Buvette’s head. The servers always seem angry that it’s crowded and angry that you’re there, and we’re not even exaggerating that. On at least three occasions in the last two months, we’ve been in for weekday breakfast and have been greeted by someone who genuinely seems annoyed to see us. And we’re usually there early, before the crowds gather. For a minute we were thinking that maybe it was just us, but then we had two different friends tell us the same thing after having a meal here: “that place was good, but why are they so mean?”
One theory is that they are training people to send them over to the new Buvette location that recently opened in Paris. But that doesn’t really hold up because people in Paris are way nicer than this. Maybe they’re just trying to thin out the crowds. If they’re not careful, it’ll probably work.
Carrot bread with a sweet cream fraiche on top. If they have this when you’re there, you want it. You want it bad.
Order this. We usually get ours with prosciutto on top of the eggs, which just so happen to be cooked with the espresso machine. You can also have it with smoked salmon and capers, depending on how heavy you want to roll.
Tartine Beurre au Marmalade
Giant pieces of toast with butter and marmalade. It’s better than it probably sounds. Although I will admit that I just really like toast.
Whole Wheat Scone with Currants
A giant, delicious scone. Pretty standard, but you will like it.
Nutella French Toast
You’re going to order this, and you’re going to die sooner as a result. And you won’t regret one second of it.
We had this carpaccio during dinner once and were thoroughly impressed. Cold slices of lamb are served with beans on some kind of goblet plate. A for taste and A+ for presentation.
A nice pile of meaty oxtail on toast. We liked this, but weren’t dying to dive back in.
Beets with Horseradish
A fine beet salad that you can have with your dinner, but this didn’t blow our minds. Eat another veggie option instead.
An insanely good, insanely thick chocolate mousse that Buvette is quickly becoming known for. If you are here and you don’t get this, you are being downright silly.
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