Between the World Cup and that whole Fourth of July thing, she’s been on our minds a lot lately.
But today we’d like to talk about America in a slightly broader, perhaps more deliciously Latin context that involves a huge Mayan temple of a room, the cha-cha and a whole pig covered in guava...
Welcome to Nuela, a boisterous, bright Central and South American scene of a restaurant, opening Monday in the Flatiron with a soft spot for big groups looking for big nights out.
You’ll begin this journey from the Mexican border to Cape Horn among blood-orange walls, countless red leather banquettes and broad communal tables. Which is to say, you’ll want to bring friends—the high-ceilinged space is built for large groups and long nights of chili-infused pisco cocktails, small bites of ceviche (sea urchin, lobster, toro) and giant tableside feasts with whole animals (chicken marinated for four days, the aforementioned guava-soaked suckling pig).
But if you happen to descend on Nuela without the protection of a large group of Latin-loving revelers, make for one of the two-tops in the back, away from the large picture windows facing 24th Street. Here, you can snack on brisket arepas (like Katz’s by way of Caracas) and while away the night in private.
Because nothing says amor like brisket.