Cowgirl Seahorse

Last night, my buddy Bradley and I went to Cowgirl Seahorse.  He and I are both big fans of Cowgirl in the West Village so we wanted to check out what their take on seafood would be.  We both expected the place to be mellow, based on its middle-of-nowhere locale (our view was of a municipal parking lot and the underside of the Brooklyn Bridge) and yet somehow the place was packed to the gills. Luckily we got seated in back where we could enjoy our pitcher of strawberry margheritas in slightly less of a din.

We were mesmerized with the menu - about 70% of it fried.  Po'boys and other Southern temptations abounded.  We quickly put in an order of fried okra.  At first, we liked it, proclaiming the batter light.  But then we decided we didn't like it that much.  It was kinda too dry. Much was the theme of the rest of our meal - first Yes.. then No.

The okra didn't stop us from ordering more fried options.  My friend ordered a catfish po'boy with a side of onion rings.  I went for the crabcake sandwich with a side of sweet potato fries.  We both wanted hush puppies as well though, so we ordered a side of those to share.  We are serious.

Bradley did a very good job with his meal - finishing his platter, which also came with corn and cole slaw. I was able to grab an onion ring and, naturally, enjoyed it.

I really liked my dinner.  The bun (which was the same as the po'boys) was a soft brioche and the crab cake within was enormous.  I was full after about 3 bites but ended up slowly managing to finish the entire thing.  The corn tasted as if it has been boiled in butter.

My favorite were the hush puppies because they were sweet corn bread and came with a very garlicky dipping sauce.  But overall, by the end of the meal, though we'd both done a great job consuming it, we were kinda not that into the whole thing.  Maybe it's a better place for drinks and a few appetizers giving you enough for a little taste but not enough time to be over it before you walk out the door.