I rarely ever eat beyond a 20 block radius from where I live here in New York City but recent events have led me to venture from my comfort zone and seek out new foodie destinations. So last week my very new favorite dining companion, Sugar baby, and I went to a restaurant located in his neighborhood Midtown West.
It’s a two story Cuban restaurant with an interior very reminiscent of South Beach Miami. It’s got that latin flair to it and the space is quite spacious. We walked in on a Friday night and were seated 10 minutes later.
I started with the tuna ceviche.

It’s hard to see in the photo but the tuna was excellent quality: bright red and incredibly fresh. It was accompanied by a mango salsa and sprinkled with a little bit of acidic dressing. The tuna itself outshined the other ingredients in its quality — I ate most of this dish without any of the mango salsa (Im not a huge fan of fruit in my dishes) and loved it.
Sugar baby had a salad with frisee, apples and asparagus. Hungry Korean doesn’t do salad unless she has to so…
We shared the shrimp and chorizo empanadas.

Although tasty, I found the empanadas overly doughy. They are a brilliant orange (think of those Jamaican beef patties commonly found in pizza parlors around New York city) and could have used more stuffing. I couldn’t really distinguish the shrimp or the chorizo from the dough. The flavors all sort of meshed together for me. There is a sour cream dipping sauce that neither of us really used. I let Sugar Baby eat two as I wasn’t a huge fan. I think he liked them though.
For main course I had the fish of the day: a halibut encrusted with ground almonds sitting on a bed of baby bok choy and cilantro. Ok let me be clear. I hate cilantro. And hate is an understatement. The baby bok choy was completely INFUSED with cilantro and after one bite I was done with that.

The fish was meaty and tasty but the almond crust was a bit thick for my taste and incredibly salty. It was a fair dish but nothing raveworthy.
Sugar baby had an amazing dish of slow braised spareribs that we both absolutely died for. I will not post the photo I took due to the low quality but let’s just say, should I ever go to this restaurant again, the spareribs is what I will order. The meat was fall of the bone with the perfect balance between fatty richness and beefy goodness. I definitely think I over-helped myself to his plate
I simply could not resist.
Overall the space is nice, there was no wait for a Friday and the spareribs more than made my night.
Agua Dulce, 802 Ninth Avenue, New York, NY