Creamy, scrumptious, soft, syrupy and absolutely gorgeous – words that do not even begin to describe my latest adventure on the plate : peanut butter and jelly stuffed french toast at Duo Restaurant NYC on 27th and Madison.
Don’t let the decadent name fool you. It wasn’t one of the over-the-top things restaurants make at brunch, making you rather stick to your good ol’ eggs Benedict or pancake towers. Believe me, I almost did that.Duo’s french toasts were claimed to be one of the top three in the city by NBC New York,so I decided to go with the flow. (Just in case things went wrong I could always steal my friend’s cookies and creme french toast – the other attraction on the brunch menu. After all, one never goes wrong with oreos.)
Boy, was I wrong.
The peanut butter and jelly stuffed french toast was out of this world. Thick brioche slices, dipped well enough in eggs (I could tell because it was so soft and moist), covered in tiny crunchy cornflake shreds and stuffed with creamy peanut butter and jelly (which balanced out so well with the butter and the flakes that I could barely tell the overload of ingredients) and served with Vermont maple syrup. To say the least, mind-blowing. Within ten minutes of ooh-aahing and praising each bite, I had abandoned all my plans for the other french toast.
The ambience is not to be discounted for either. Chic in its own way, it is done up in shades of black, white and silver, with vibrant pink, blue and red pop up bulbs. The bar definitely stands out with its wide collection and funky lamps. A massive chandelier hangs from the center of the ceiling, dramatically upscaling the rich feel of the restaurant.
If you are a peanut butter fan like me, you will love this one. It’s a total treat and the portion size isn’t too large. We could actually walk straight into the Union Square flea market right after and indulge in $1 thai food, crepes and what have you within two hours’ time. For foodies like us who are always looking to eat more, it was the best thing.
By no means, however, would eating here be a cheap deal. I still highly recommend it for those warm spring Sundays when indulging in dollars or calories could never seem sinful. As for the next sunny Sunday, I am gearing up for my next french toast destination downtown.
Psst…It might just be the vanilla bean flavored, creme brulee dipped heaven from Thompson and Houston.