The much anticipated Juliet Supperclub opened relatively quietly on a far west stretch of 21st Street. The decor, in an original touch, has been designed to evoke the inside of a disco ball with the use of a small mirrored tile floor and mirrored adornments throughout. It is a hybrid lounge/restaurant with Mediterranean food from Todd English. My immediate supposition is that the food is subsidiary to the glitz and glamour, but it’s far better than it needs to be to draw the usual crowd that struts through clubs and lounges.
The menu has the typical sections of appetizers and entrees, but also the addition of sections that include varieties of shawarma (coming soon), kebabs, and different types of hummus. It goes without saying that I had to dip into all these areas. Beet salad was good but average, and hummus was fresh but no better than a falafel place in the village. The highlights of the meal were the scallops with a leek type pancake and the branzino.
It wasn’t all perfect; my Mahi kebab never made it to the table, and it featured one of my biggest pet peeves, when a waiter insists on committing your order to memory and then forgets something. Swallow your pride and write it down! Overall, I think that Juliet seems likely to be another strong player in this area.
Juliet – 539 West 21st Street
The amazing waiter memory trick always gets my back up – especially as they always seem to forget something. Perhaps in some of the restaurants I see, a little note pad would ruin the cut of the custom designed Boateng uniforms?