As soon as we entered Amma, we knew it was special. Even with elegant touches here and there, there was zero stuffiness or pretension. Most of the diners were rather quiet, a few were sort of raucous, but all were obviously having a great time. The big wine list came first, and included some I-just-won-the-lottery bottles. Not having done so, we both opted for glasses of a very affordable New Zealand Chardonnay, and were glad we did. And then the food, all of it excellent. Some over-the-top delicious dishes included: the crispy okra strips; the tamarind/mint sauce that comes with some of the appetizers; the tandoori chicken; and the rice pudding with pistachios. And the service was possibly the best we've ever encountered (we're in our 60's), extremely attentive but without any of the phony hovering that we can't stand. Genuinely nice people. To conclude, we feel that on a four-day trip we experienced both the Alpha and the Omega of New York dining. The Omega was a Financial District Italian place that officially has the worst pizza in the Western Hemisphere. The Alpha was, of course, Amma.
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