Food halls are everywhere. This is not a new idea. It is an update of something that has worked for years. What makes them better is the outpouring of new restaurants and new concepts that fill these spaces. Seriously good food. People clamor to these places for an activity, to meet and greet others, to be in a shared space, to get something on the go and all of the above.
I went over to Urbanspace to check it out. Certainly going on a Saturday mid-day is the call. Urbanspace is located right next to Grand Central so the crowds die down on the weekends. I can only imagine the insanity during the week. My guess is that every single booth was so overwhelmed they could not breath. On Saturday you get to see what the crowds prefer vs what has the quickest line. Love that everyone is using Square.
The space is really well done. A gelato truck when you walk in.
Big wide aisles. One on the right.
Then one on the left of the 45th Street entrance.
Then in the middle there is an area with picnic tables to sit and other food stands surrounding it.
Here are the Dough donuts. Always a good call.
Ovenly is across the way from them and there is also a Crepe stand over that way including a few food shops.
I had a plan. It was to taste Delaney’s Chicken.
I ordered two drum sticks. The chicken is insanely good. Crispy yet juicy skin and the meat is moist and tasty. I thought about only eating one and then saving the rest for later but I couldn’t help myself. I gobbled up both including the skin that I had set aside. It was just too good.
Then I took a stroll around. Josh had come home to do a few things and I hit him up to see if he wanted something. I had to share the chicken. I picked him up chicken, slow cooked pork sandwich from Mayhem and Stout (it was called the spicy pig) and a lemon poppy, mocha nut and chocolate dip from Dough.
The pork sandwich was also a huge hit. I tried it a few hours later at home. Dough…well you kind of can’t go wrong there.
Great addition to this neighborhood for sure. Not sure I will be back soon unless of course I can’t get help myself from the chicken.