Tasty heights

Monday night, the prestigious food bloggers of Brooklyn (minus one) took to the ‘hood for dinner at Organic Heights, a newish (what do you mean it’s been here for over a year?!) vegan cafe in the slope.

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In addition to being a cafe, Organic Heights is also a vitamin and herbal remedy supplier. See the bottles?

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I loved the scenery (as usual) because it made me feel like I was out in the real wilderness instead of this overly humid cement forest of a city.

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Our dinner was in honor of Emily, who is leaving our perfect little neighborhood for Buffalo tomorrow! The menu looked brilliant … but they were out of almost everything:

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Maybe the lack of options was because “all food is made here in in our kitchen DAILY.” I won’t complain because I am a fan of fresh food, but it would have been a good idea to inform us of the menu’s limitations before handing us the menus and giving us time to look them over!

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At least there were cookie samples to keep us occupied while we waited šŸ™‚

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I ordered the balsamic roasted portabella sandwich with caramelized onions, roasted red pepper, romaine lettuce, and homemade tofu basil pesto on grilled French sourdough:

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This sandwich was SO good. I rarely order sandwiches in restaurants because they make me bored, but this one was incredible — the pesto and the bread really made it!

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Mid-meal, Diana pointed out a mystery glass shaker thinking that it might contain some sort of seed to sprinkle on her salad. Nope!

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It was unrefined cane sugar, so we had to taste some of course. It was chewy and crunchy at the same time and tasted just like molasses. It looked like no sugar I had seen before. No shiny-ness at all!

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For dessert, Diana brought along her homemade two-layer brownie-cookie squares!

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They were delicious and I’m going to pretend I did not eat three of them.

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Before leaving, we all fell quite easily into our standard around-the-table pose šŸ˜› (Left to right: Vani, me, Diana, Emily)

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Emily, we will miss you! Come back and visit often šŸ˜€

How do you celebrate/farewell when someone is moving away?

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15 thoughts on “Tasty heights

  1. Diana (Soap & Chocolate) says:

    MMM…your sandwich must have been far superior to my salad. Drat. I think half of me was so P-Oed that they were out of everything that I wanted to do the closest thing to “Fine, I’ll make dinner myself!” as I could manage, hence the create-your-own salad, haha.

    It is too sad that we are minus one now… šŸ˜¦

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  2. verbalriot says:

    Aww thanks for the minus one šŸ™‚

    You know, when I looked at the menu, I also thought of ordering that exact sandwich! hahah

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  3. Madison says:

    I usually do what ya’ll did when someone moves away–EAT good food at a local joint!

    I try to give them something to remind them of “home” and me too. haha

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  4. Gina says:

    What a great cafe!! I’m no vegan, but I really do love cafes and restaurants such as that one, where they stress the importance of “fresh foods, made daily” and they throw in good scenery to make the occasion that much more special. The food looks awesome!

    To celebrate someone moving away we usually go to dinner/lunch at the person’s favorite place (the place they will miss the most when gone!).

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  5. Olivia says:

    Umm why don’t we have blogger dinners? Granted I probs wont agree to a Vegan wheat free, gluten free place but Kate will come and I promise to try to get DP there too!

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