Right down the stairs from Dear Irving is a little Mediterranean restaurant, where we shared small plates, rose and lots of laughs.
Funny sign by the bar:
It was a beautiful night, so we took a table on the street:
Reasonable prices, attractive menu with lots of options. Seasonal cooking, too.
Christy and Greg. Is she trying to scare him?
Shakshuka. Sorry, it doesn’t hold a candle to the one at Art Cafe.
Fried calamari and artichokes. Good! Nice aioli, too.
Tuna Flatbread. Boo’s favorite dish. A little crackly and dry for me. (Sorry Boo!)
Meatballs. Sort of sweet, but nicely balanced.
Lamb Flatbread. Better than the tuna, I thought. More assertive flavor from the lamb, and the feta was nice and tangy.
Shrimp. Not bad!
All in all Adalaya wouldn’t be my top pick for a meal, even in the neighborhood, but it suited our needs just fine. The wine was flowing, friends were laughing, and the night was magical.
The 411 on Adalaya: 55 Irving Place, Manhattan. 646-896-1441, adalyanyc.com.
