I was running about 20 minutes late to meet my friend Elena for dinner at Ferdinando’s Focacceria to cross another one off the list. At the last second, my fiance, Jamie, decided she wanted in. Understandably so. She probably couldn’t resist the temptation of a sandwich. Now, Ferdinando’s isn’t in the most convenient location. Red Hook is the type of place where everyone wants to live but is impossible to get to. Because of this and the fact that I’m such a gentleman, I decided to run home after work to pick her up and we could ride our bikes over together. Well, I was pretty pissed when I got out of the subway to find out it was drizzling…and Jamie wasn’t ready to go. You know women, everything has to be perfect. Well, after much debate, we finally decided to ride our bikes regardless of the rain and eventually we made it. I’m sure Elena didn’t mind us being 45 minutes late.
In the end, it was worth it. I got my sandwich. I can’t say I loved it though, and I don’t think Ferdinando is to blame. I think the Panelle, a type of Sicilian sandwich, is not my cup of tea. Don’t get me wrong – the sesame seeded bread was unbelievably fresh. The fried chickpea and potato were awesome, as most fried things are. This is topped with a glob of tasty ricotta that just pours out of the sandwich. All sounds good on paper, right?
Well, it all just seemed to all have the same color, consistency and flavor. I think it needed some spicy tomato sauce, or some type of contrast. Unfortunately, I don’t think I’ll be traveling back out to Red Hook for another Panelle anytime soon. Sorry, Ferdinando.