How Hard Can It Be To Review a Place That Has Only One Dish?
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You can hardly imagine a more tony setting for a sandwich shop -- a red brick carriage house in one of the more upscale, tucked-away enclaves of Chelsea. The tiny place boasts a cobble-paved courtyard with a shelf where you can stand and eat your sandwich as the birds chirp and blossoms fall. In inclement weather, another shelf arrangement prevails inside the space. Look over the garden wall and see Trestle on Tenth, a Swiss restaurant that spawned Rocket Pig.
Aside from a lush display of boutique chips, salty caramels, "walnut chocolate mousse cookies" (I'd rather it were "moose"), and homemade pickles, the only viand available is a sandwich of sliced, spice-rubbed roast pork on a ciabatta smeared with mustard and red-onion jam, with a pickle spear and thimble of hot sauce on the side. As you can see from the picture below, it's damn good. And you can wash it down with a beer.
463 West 24th Street