I set out to give a little tour of Lower Manhattan with two of my bridesmaids in town from Seattle. After several hours of snapping photos and shopping in Soho, we cut down the West Side into Tribeca to find sustenance. Souths welcomed us with a chalkboard outside advertising brunch until 5:00pm. The interior is warm with exposed brick and a long bar with raised edges.
We settled into three stools facing the street. Although the word is that the nachos are fantastic and piled high, we were more sold on the $13 brunch menu, which includes a cocktail. We collectively agreed that the smoked salmon benedict was the most appealing.
Large platters of perfectly poached eggs swimming in hollandaise were placed before us, we ordered a bottle of Pinot Grigio to wash them down. The salmon came well portioned. The potatoes were spot on, allowing us to forgive the sad state of the fruit, which looked exhausted.
I don't think I'd return, but it was a decent find, on a whim. The bar keep's exchange with us was pleasant, mellow and laced with dry humor.
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