Maysville pitches itself as a whiskey bar and restaurant, and indeed it delivers on alcohol (and food) in spades, as evident from the glowing display of bottles behind the wooden bar that greets you upon entry.
A full page of whiskey inspired cocktails and mixed drinks accompany a book with pages upon pages of all sorts of whiskeys to properly whet your whistle. I ordered the Nor'easter, with bourbon, maple syrup, ginger beer and lime, and it was delicious - essentially a delightful little bourbon-fueled mojito.
Our bellies were raging with hunger, so we ordered two appetizers along with our entrees. We were glad we did. The portions are tiny, and plates are not really quite designed to share.
Fried oysters, came five to an order for $15. The oysters were small, but flavorful, topped with a tasty, creamy chili mayo and chili.
The black spaghetti ($15) was essentially four healthy bites of briny noodle and thin slices of grilled squid. Light and lovely but so, so little.
The duck entree featured duck cooked two ways - a seared duck breast, solidly seared and moist, and duck confit (with a beautifully crisp layer of fat), with rounds of ripe plum and cute wisps of haricot verts. I'm sure in its own right, you would be happy with this dish, but unfortunately, we had tasted this plate after we had tasted...
Maysville's popular chicken dish, with breast and thigh, cooked under brick until the skin is crisp and crackly, and the meat just brilliantly succulent, nearly melting in the mouth. Oh that moist, moist chicken.
Dipped into the creamy sweet potato puree, soaked in beautiful pan juices, every bite made me dance with such joy in my seat. The boy and I remarked how we just never order chicken at restaurants, and maybe we have been missing out, because this chicken is just a marvel - and for chicken to be even better than duck, you can only imagine how much of a believer I really am of this plate.
With the check comes a lovely little plate of lemon shortbread and caramel truffles. The truffle had to be the best piece of chocolate I've had in sometime. We wished our waiter came by for us to ask for more. I think he knew better than to come by again - our eyes instantly ravenous from the taste of creamy cocoa-dusted chocolate.
Han's Nonsensical Rating:
Maysville is exorbitantly expensive for some dishes, and the portions are small, but dammit, if that chicken isn't pure perfection, and I will come back anytime to lick that plate clean.
Maysville
17 W 26th St
New York, NY
i'm sold on that chicken!!
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