flower_puppy is still dreaming about those short ribs—rich, succulent, “out of this world!” They were a recent winner among the hearty, Mediterranean-leaning dishes at My Kitchen in Forest Hills. Another was shrimp parmigiana, crusted with Parmesan filaments and fried into “some kind of perversely great crisp cheese tempura,” says flower_puppy, who sees this restaurant hitting its stride after an uneven start in September.
Portions can be huge, she adds; you can cobble together a satisfying meal from appetizers, like the steamed artichoke and standout salmon pâté, plus the excellent Italian bread from Arthur Avenue in the Bronx. All in all, she writes, this is satisfying, rustic chow, “prepared phenomenally well with inventive touches and made to be enjoyed in a happy group. Every meal there is like coming home to a holiday feast.”
In fact, the opening of My Kitchen marks a homecoming of sorts, observe longtime locals, who recall that the same chef, Galik Amberson, gained a following in the ’80s at a similarly named restaurant not far away, before decamping for Manhattan. “We enjoyed it then & are delighted to rediscover it now,” says GlendaleGal. “If Galik makes chocolate mousse,” she adds, “don’t miss it…light, airy, chocolate bliss!”
My Kitchen [Forest Hills]
106-17 Metropolitan Avenue (between Ascan Avenue and 72nd Road), Forest Hills, Queens