Why on earth don’t more restaurants serve popovers? They are the food equivalent of a torrid affair: steamy, naughty and full of hot air. On New York’s Upper West Side, the Popover Cafe has been popping them out for years. I made a beeline for a basket of their monsters right after getting off the redeye.
This lovechild of Yorkshire pudding and cream puffs is best served fresh from the oven – crisp on the outside but moist and slightly eggy on the inside. Even better, Popover Cafe serves them with strawberry butter. The Bottomless Pit (aka, my husband) titled this photo the “popover autopsy.”
Was he hoping to creep me out so he could eat more? No luck, buddy!
For those of you who can’t get enough, BLT Steak turns out a wicked Gruyere version that’s set on the table as a far-superior alternative to a bread basket. Know any other popover sources? Do tell!
551 Amsterdam Avenue (at 87th St. – 1 block from the #1 subway line)
New York, NY 10024-2803
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