Bread. Situated on the ground level of a townhouse on Spring Street in Soho there's a quaint little restauant. But it is after you pass through the thick, leather curtains guarding the interior from the stiff winter winds that it hits you: this place is cool. The layout of the restaurant in itself is unique; the first room is thin and long, with high ceilings, and all the tables are round or square two-seaters. What makes it stand out even more is the whitewashed brick wall interior, accompanied by a pressed tin ceiling and numerous one of a kind pieces of décor combine to give the space a real New York vibe.
Started in 2001, Bread is a family run business, and the recipes of simple, contemporary Italian food originate directly from extended family in Italy. Originally encompassing just the front room and offering only salads and panini’s, the restaurant eventually expanded into a back room, complete with a larger kitchen offering more dishes. Indeed, it was a general Google search for the ‘best salad in New York’ that led me to ‘Bread’ (the very food I was trying to abstain from!).
After speaking with the two owners and an assistant in the business, I learn where the flair for the unusual décor originates: the wife, and co-owner of the restaurant also works as a set designer and found many of the various pieces of art and other works from Italy. The neighborhood is constantly changing, with new shops and restaurants and I learn that in order to keep pace, no longer being a new restaurant, and especially in the vicious food world of New York, the décor is also constantly changing. The latest look was to aim for simplicity; white walls with a hint of colour here and there, but to really ‘let the food speak for itself.’ (While the food certainly does speak for itself, the décor is without a doubt noticeable, not obsolete, and was a large part of my dining experience).
Now to the food. The large lunch menu offers everything from appetizers of grilled octopus, to ten different salads, to a multitude of pastas and sandwiches. I opted for a butternut squash soup (made without cream), and a shrimp salad. Everything was delicious and wonderfully seasoned without being overwhelming.
The crowd is eclectic, from two French speaking people at the table beside me, to a colourful man with long, curly hair, bell-bottom jeans and a fedora hat with a band of feathers encircling the brim. The music was a solid choice of Motown hits, the Supremes and Marvin among the mix.
The restaurant was definitely a positive experience; I hadn’t even planned on blogging on it; luckily I had a camera on hand to document the event, as well as the luck to chat with the owners.