In case you haven’t figured it out yet, they serve French fries. In French. And nothing else. Sounds boring at first glance, but their massive sauce menu ranges from mundane barbecue to every flavor of mayo including organic black truffle and smoked eggplant and covers more continents than the wine list at Ayza.
We split the large, dunked in Curry Ketchup and Blue Cheese. The fries are a perfect golden brown, crisp on the outside, soft within. The perfect snack during an East Village stroll, the perfect cure during an East Village stumble.
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