The Imperial Pomme
Lenox Hill · Manhattan · Bistro · $$

Cut Style
Steak
Cooking Method
Double-fried
Oil Type
Blended
Price
$$
Sauce Compatibility
Location
Lenox Hill, Manhattan · 40.7707, -73.9635
Critical Assessments
“In a city of approximately eight million opinions about french fries, The Imperial Pomme has one of its own. The steak fry is double-fried in blended. The crispness is commendable and largely sustained. The potato flavor is earnest and specific. The grease is conservative — the napkin remains largely decorative. The portion is forthcoming. One visits once and thereafter considers the matter settled. The fry alone merits the journey to Lenox Hill.”
“The steak fry at The Imperial Pomme represents a kitchen with convictions. The exterior is commendable and largely sustained. The interior is earnest and specific. The blended does not call attention to itself. The grease is conservative — the napkin remains largely decorative. Convictions, in this guide's estimation, are the prerequisite for anything worth eating. The experience is brief and exact, like most things worth having.”
“A certain seriousness pervades the fryer at The Imperial Pomme. The steak fry arrives without ceremony, which is appropriate. The exterior is commendable and largely sustained. The interior potato character is earnest and specific. The grease situates itself conservative — the napkin remains largely decorative. One proceeds. The fries are worth the journey to Lenox Hill. Best ordered without accompaniment. The fry requires no defense counsel.”
“On a Tuesday evening in Lenox Hill, one discovers that The Imperial Pomme has opinions about potatoes. The steak format is a declaration. The double-fried exterior is commendable and largely sustained. The interior communicates the potato's agricultural origins — earnest and specific. The grease is conservative — the napkin remains largely decorative. These opinions are, on balance, correct. Best ordered without accompaniment. The fry requires no defense counsel.”
“A certain seriousness pervades the fryer at The Imperial Pomme. The steak fry arrives without ceremony, which is appropriate. The exterior is commendable and largely sustained. The interior potato character is earnest and specific. The grease situates itself conservative — the napkin remains largely decorative. One proceeds. The fries are worth the journey to Lenox Hill. The neighborhood offers alternatives. One should not investigate them.”
Christina's Note
An adequate entry in a crowded field. One visits with calibrated expectations.
