Dear staff at Perilla: Your food is fucking amazing.
Being an avid "Top Chef" fan, I have been patiently waiting for the day I would step through the doors of Perilla. Perilla is co-owned by Harold, the winner of "Top Chef" season 1. Perilla was everything I hoped for - small restaurant tucked into Greenwich Village, amazing light fixtures, extremely friendly staff, and, above all, delicious food. I opted for the $35 summer prix fixe menu, which was the best choice I've made all week. My boyfriend, Chris, chose the regular menu, which was an amazing culinary adventure as well. I started my meal with the steamed Bouchot mussels with cilantro, coconut milk, and sour yellow curry. I'm usually wary of ordering dishes with curry from restaurants that I have never been to, HOWEVER Perilla's sauce was amazing and well balanced. Chris began his meal with spicy duck meatballs with mint cavatelli, water spinach, and a quail egg ($13). Both appetizers were questionably sprinkled with serotonin, since we both were elated by the end of the course.
After a short conversation with the waitress about the need for dipping bread in the appetizers' sauces ("Dipping is ALWAYS necessary," she professed), our entrees arrived. I had the mustard green pappardelle with summer squash, aged pecorino, and a light, cherry tomato sauce. I am a huge fan of pappardelle to begin with, but Perilla gave me a new appreciation for the wide pasta. I will never take for granted another strand - until we meet again, pappardelle, I will long for you. Chris had the thai style fried chicken with mini bok choy, grilled scallions, and chili jam ($21). I may never look at fried chicken the same - it was crispy, savory, and well balanced by the jam. I feel I need to stress how good this chicken was: go to Perilla and eat it, now. And the jam! Sweet, succulent, delicious jam! I would dance in that jam if given the opportunity! Okay, I'll stop.
Dessert! By the end of the meal, I had almost forgotten the prix fixe came with dessert. After some intrapsychic battle between ordering the S'mores or the Local Strawberry Trio, the waitress helped me decide on the S'mores. This was not your average s'more. In between homemade graham cracker goodness, bitter dark chocolate mousse complimented the sweetness of a toasted marshmallow. If your taste buds still weren't satiated, on the side of the dish there was a small helping of cool and refreshing chocolate sorbet. Overall, Perilla was a wonderful experience and I think you should go asap.
9 Jones St, between W. 4th St and Bleecker St
New York, NY 10014