Last weekend, my dad came to visit me in New York. If you've never met him, he looks like this:
He's the smaller guy in front, not the giant head. We always have a great time when we visit and this trip was no exception. We started at Obika Mozzarella Bar. Fresh mozzarella is a staple food in my family's house. My sister eats an entire ball of it at least every other day. So when my dad read that a restaurant entirely devoted to mozzarella opened up in New York, he immediately requested that we go there. And so, go there we did.
The main thing on the menu? Mozzarella. Obviously. You can get it by itself, with meats/veggies, in a salad and that's about it. You pick between a few different kinds of mozzarella (stronger, smoked, etc) and then pick things to go with it. My dad pushed the bresaola on me (thin sliced beef) which was very good. He picked the regular arugula and fennel salad, but it looked identical to the bresola, except no meat.
It was all very good. How could it not be? Creamy delicious cheese, some veggies, some meat....head over to 56th and Madison immediately (because that's where it is - in New York anyways. You could go to Rome too. But that's a little far).