Pies ’n’ Thighs is a Southern comfort food joint with locations in Williamsburg and, more recently, on the Lower East Side/Chinatown border. I’ve been eating there for years, and it never disappoints. If you’re darn hungry and don’t mind being incapacitated after a super heavy brunch, make the trip.
The vibe at the Lower East Side location that we visited is low-key and casual. Aesthetically, it resembles a down-home diner, and the service reflects that. Employees aren’t phony-friendly or in your face. They bring you your menu, you order your food, they deliver it, and then they pretty much leave you alone.
This time, I went with my friend who is the ultimate eating partner. Like myself, she is almost always extremely hungry and game to share everything we order. Because we were crazy, and ravenous, and really needed to pack in some major calories after a night filled with dancing to the dawn, we ordered three breakfasts to divide between the two of us. Yes, three.
1.Hippie Banjo: Egg, cheddar, avocado, sprouts, tomato, and mayo on anadama bread.
This breakfast sandwich has just enough veggies involved to trick you into thinking that its healthy. But, more importantly than that, it tastes damn good. The bread is the best part: it’s chewy but still light, with a strong yeasty flavor.
2. Huevos Rancheros: Two eggs with Avocado Mash and Fresh Crema
In my opinion you can’t go wrong with Mexican inspired breakfast. The eggs were perfectly cooked and the beans the ideal counterpoint. Although it could’ve used a bit more spice, and maybe some fresh cilantro or lime. This was a special, so that perhaps explains why the dish wasn’t as supremely crafted as others.
3. Chicken Biscuit: Fried Cutlet with honey butter and hot sauce.
I tend to avoid chicken cutlets. They’re the most boring and tasteless part of the bird, and I’ve never quite understood anybody’s interest in them. That is, except for this chicken cutlet sandwich. Sweet, spicy, crunchy, rich and delicious; this is by far my favorite menu item at Pies ’n’ Thighs.
After finishing every last bite, the two of us hobbled off to attempt to recover. Pies ‘n’ Thighs had struck again.