Negotiate your way through the throngs of diamond hawkers on 47th street vying for your attention (would anyone actually make that kind of purchase because of pushy sales tactics?) and look up. Outside the third floor window flies Taam Tov's blue banner.
In an area not known for offering many valid lunch options, Taam Tov is a nice, if hard to find, place to recharge after a visit to the MOMA. If you can look past the tacky murals and vinyl tablecloths, the food is unexpectedly good. And it's not just kosher, it's glatt kosher!
The Uzbek Pilaf, with cubes of beef and cooked carrots on a bed of saffron and cumin-spiced rice was hearty and hit the spot.
The window seat offers rare people watching opportunities onto the buzzing diamond commerce three floors below.