Day 2: Morocho Peruvian Fusion for some … wait what!?
New York, NY — My coffee-fix from the Mud Truck kept me afloat for a few more hours as I strolled through the farmer’s market snapping shots of brightly colored fruits & vegetables and artisan cheeses. The day was winding down, and although I wasn’t yet hungry, I worried about a repeat of last night’s hunger pangs, so my search began for GrubSpot #4 for dinner, if even for a doggie bag.
I found a crowded cart, and recognized the name as reader-NOMinated Morocho Peruvian Fusion. I spotted Rafael donning a bright red chef’s uniform, standing in front of the cart taking order after order in well-oiled fashion. I introduced myself, explaining briefly about my challenge, and he replied with an enthusiastic smile, directing me to meet his brother Miguel laboring away in the tiny kitchen.
I explained that I’d never eaten Peruvian before, and asked for my usual (you decide!), and received the biggest shock yet! I recalled glancing briefly at their menu online, and felt great about a Peruvian-style taco or quesadilla. When I was told I’d be eating their famous Anticuchos, which were basically grilled meat skewers, I was delighted, since I’d missed out on some great BBQ grubbing the weekend before.
We chatted a bit more, and Rafael explained that their food derived from a mix of many different influences – Japanese, Chinese, Native Peruvian, Italian, and Spanish. I couldn’t wait! Curiosity got the best of me, so I grabbed their menu to see what my order of Anticuchos included. I wish I hadn’t. Check out this clip to see for yourself.
So I was surprised to say the least. The Anticucho had a flavorful glaze with notes of citrus, parsley, and garlic, and a texture reminiscent of a tender cut of beef. My first reaction on film shows exactly how I felt. It was actually good. The potato looked like an Eggs Benedict, but had a stronger, more intense profile, like a sharp cheddar mixed with feta. The Peruvian corn was enormous and had the texture of undercooked beans with just a whisper of corn flavor. The purple potatoes were sweet and well-cooked.
What the camera doesn’t show is my almost having left, but I’m glad I stuck with it. If they had told me it was just grilled beef, I would have wholeheartedly believed them. You can find their cart in Union Square across from the farmer’s market. Thanks again Miguel and Rafael for being part of my little adventure. I’ll be sure to visit you guys again very soon!