The Supreme Pomme

“The crispness of the waffle fry at The Supreme Pomme is aspirational. This is noted first because it is noted first. The interior potato character is present and largely coherent. The grease is generous in the manner of a host who means it. First impressions, in the case of the french fry, are usually correct. This one is. In the final accounting, the fries are the only item that matters. The Supreme Pomme knows this.”

“One finds at The Supreme Pomme a waffle fry that has been attended to. The crispness is aspirational. The potato flavor is present and largely coherent. The grease is generous in the manner of a host who means it. The portion is reasonable. Attendance, as a form of culinary philosophy, is rarer than it should be. The fry asks only to be appreciated. At The Supreme Pomme, one appreciates.”

“The waffle fry is, at its best, a meditation on patience. The Supreme Pomme understands this. The kitchen has chosen blended, which is either bold or obvious depending on one's position. The crispness is aspirational. The interior potato character is present and largely coherent. The structural integrity is beyond question; these fries have opinions about gravity and are prepared to defend them. One returns. The fry asks only to be appreciated. At The Supreme Pomme, one appreciates.”

“The fry at The Supreme Pomme does not arrive unannounced. Its aroma precedes it through the dining room with the confidence of someone who has reserved well in advance. The waffle cut is executed with precision. The triple-fried exterior is aspirational. The interior presents a potato present and largely coherent. The grease does not call attention to itself, which is what one hopes for from grease. The experience is brief and exact, like most things worth having.”

“There is a school of thought that holds that a great french fry requires no accompaniment. The Supreme Pomme belongs to this school. The waffle fry, triple-fried in blended, makes its argument in silence. The crispness is aspirational. The potato flavor is present and largely coherent. The argument is persuasive. The fry alone merits the journey to Inwood.”