Streetbird Rotisserie

I mentioned in my previous “Lublyou this week” post that Ben and I were invited to Carnegie Hall for the ICC graduation celebration. The keynote speaker of 2015 was Marcus Samuelsson, the Ethiopian-born, Swedish-raised chef and owner of one of the most well-known Harlem restaurants, Red Rooster.

Since then, many little things have seemed to revolve around Samuelsson somehow. On Wednesday morning Ben and I were leaving the house for work and passed him as he was jogging. The next day, everyone at work was discussing his new restaurant because it had gotten lots of press. This morning, I was looking at the upcoming Harlem EatUp schedule and saw that Marcus Samuelsson would have a cooking demonstration with Marjorie Eliot on May 16th! We went to Marjorie’s parlor jazz concert earlier this year and it was very special, and I’d love to see her again.

Ben and I decided that all of these little hints and signs meant only one thing — we ought to spend this Saturday in Harlem and visit Marcus Samuelsson’s newest creation: Streetbird Rotisserie.


I have to say, I’m not a big chicken fan in general. Intrigued by all of the hype chicken and waffles get, earlier this year I lured Emma into Sylvia’s restaurant for lunch, and we both ordered Fried Chicken and Waffles. It topped my list of the biggest food disappointments of the year. I don’t know what I expected, I had heard so much about it, but I felt it wasn’t anything more than a fried chicken drumstick on top of a boring round waffle. It didn’t even photograph well!


Even though chicken and waffles had fallen into disfavor with me, Streetbird somehow managed to get me excited about ordering it again. Their menu listed Fried Chicken and Red Velvet Waffle. Ben ordered the Crispy Bird Sandwich and a side of Streetbird Fries.


Unfortunately, chicken and waffles is still not really my dish, but I loved Streetbird’s chicken itself. It was very well cooked — extremely juicy and tender under a crunchy top layer.


I can see coming back for some other chicken dishes, or even to get a whole one to-go. Ben got hooked on their barbecue sauce and fries, which arrived in a giant basket that the two of our stomachs failed to accommodate. But Red Rooster is next on our Harlem list!