The biggest disappointment of jury duty? That no one banged a hand on the table with a passionate, “I want the truth!”, followed by a bellowing response, “YOU CAN’T HANDLE THE TRUTH!!” How great would that have been?
Now that it’s over, I can say that jury duty’s not bad at all. The worst part is all the waiting around. You wait. A lot. On the plus side, lunch breaks are long, and the Westchester County Courthouse isn’t too far from decent eating.
(Excluding the Galleria. I don’t know what the food offerings are like in there, but I doubt they’re edible.)
On one day I headed, sans camera (phone only), to Melt for one of their killer sandwiches.
There’s not much to say about that place that hasn’t already been said. You owe it to your meat-loving self to get over there. I’m taking my parents the next time they’re in town. They like bacon.
The other day I had a hankering for something Asian and remembered friends mentioning the hibachi/sushi place, Noda’s Japanese Steakhouse in the White Plains Mall. (I use the word “mall” loosely.)
About a five minute walk from the courthouse.
I arrived just at the start of lunch hour, and it was still empty, so I didn’t feel comfortable snapping pics of the restaurant. On one side is the hibachi area, on the other the sushi area.
They start you off with a pleasantly tart and very pretty squid salad.
I ordered what I refer to as the “nose runner,” a large, steaming bowl of Ramen noodles in miso broth.
It was loaded with stuff: sliced pork, hard boiled eggs, bean sprouts and two pork dumplings.
Extremely satisfying and filling, though by the end, I was tiring of the miso broth — should have asked for a side of hot sauce to kick it up.
A good deal for $8. Re-fueled and with a full stomach, it was time to get back to the courthouse… and wait some more. Jury duty sure isn’t like in the movies.
Noda’s Japanese Steakhouse
200 Hamilton Ave.
White Plains, NY