I was so excited to try Perilla, the baby of Top Chef’s Harold Dieterle, which received much praise since it opened in May. Friends had said it was wonderful and other bloggers had raved about it. But I left feeling underwhelmed and thinking, “overpriced for a bland atmosphere and bland food.”
The night started out poorly—it was pouring and the taxi driver didn’t know the difference between Jones St., where the restaurant is, and Great Jones St. Anyway, I finally arrived...before my friend, who also got lost in a cab! I sat at the bar and had a glass of wine. The bartender was friendly and let me sample the wine before pouring my glass. She also gave me a little refill, which was a nice touch. Aside from the bartender, the service was lackluster
The restaurant’s long, rectangular space is modestly decorated. The three orange banquettes with hanging pendant lights are the main attraction as far as Perilla’s physical appearance goes. Based on the raving and ranting about Dieterle’s cuisine, I expected the food to be the real focus, but I found it to be just average. The menu has since changed to reflect the summer and the one item that I did enjoy, the fiddlehead fern ravioli, is no longer on it. The cod was just OK and the crab salad that we started with was a way too salty for my taste.
After hearing so many good things about the restaurant, I started to doubt my impression. Perhaps we ordered wrong,