Introducing
Terre à Terre

For the New York Times, Fran Schumer noted:

In a tiny kitchen in Carlstadt, a town in southern Bergen County better known for its proximity to the Meadowlands than for farm-­to-­table restaurants, Todd Villani prepares some of the best locally sourced New American dishes in New Jersey. Lacking major investors, Mr. Villani found the largest space he could afford, and with the help of friends and local artists — even the décor is locally sourced — transformed a forlorn spot on a commercial street into Terre à Terre, which opened in October….

Now, its two candlelit dining rooms truly do convey the warmth of a French country kitchen.

You’re here, however, not for the décor or even for the fine recorded jazz playing softly in the background, but because on almost every plate is something wonderful.      

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Before opening Terre à Terre, Mr. Villani worked under Marcus Samuelsson at Aquavit in Manhattan for three years and in kitchens in New Jersey and abroad. Now, in the first establishment that is his own, he has accomplished the almost impossible: opening a viable farm­-to-­table restaurant, off the beaten path, and issuing a stream of first­-rate dishes from its small and crowded kitchen.

 

 

 

The Star Ledger's focus was similar:

Villani follows his farm-to-table philosophy religiously; ingredients must be local, and he puts a 300-mile limit on that. It was his grandmother who first pulled him into the garden, gathering dandelions at age 5. And who doesn't love a fresh garden ingredient, especially during the fall harvest, when Brussels sprouts and sweet potatoes abound? But Villani’s restaurant, despite its country French décor and its tables covered in burlap and butcher paper, is not about rustic. The food is grand and sophisticated, an entirely unexpected opulence in a blue-collar, chicken Marsala town.

It’s an opulence gained in part from Villani’s years with Marcus Samuelsson, of “Top Chef” and “Chopped,” a chef revered in the industry for his unique global approach to cuisine and a particular love of spices.

Thus the opulence of the crab cakes , a dish that is gorgeous and delicate, sweeping across the plate as if it were a ballet production, about to leap, gracefully. The dish comes with dried cranberries and pistachios, and a whimsical circle of radish. Each element is part of the movement of the dish, as carefully placed as jewels. Villani begins with a strong ratio of fresh lump crab, not even an egg to bind it, but a bit of chipotle aioli to add spark. The crab cakes, moist and perfectly crisped, are finished with a remoulade of charred leeks and capers, sort of a city cousin to tartar sauce. So it’s food you know, but entirely dressed up for the party.

Polenta  surprises more. You expect comfort; you receive duck confit, seductive and fatty rich, with the skin also crisped just so. And, on top, a fried egg, the yolk swirling as butter for even more richness. You’d forget the roasted garlic polenta entirely except that it’s damn good too, sturdy and shaped like a football. (It’s called a quenelle, and the shape is a time-consuming fine-dining trick; they don’t do quenelles at most farm-to-table restaurants. This fact is more impressive when you learn that it’s a two-man kitchen, six burners and a fryer in 75 square feet, and that Villani insists on plating each dish himself. )

Short ribs are a signature; the fall version, well-marbled and tender, is glazed in maple and bourbon, with an inventive, and comfortingly addictive, butternut squash and goat cheese gratin. A harvest meal, better than Thanksgiving. Scallops with prosciutto  is another pretty party dish, enlivened by the orange of a swirl of burnt butter sweet potato. The scallops alone are remarkable, dry and sweet, and the prosciutto superior.

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New Jersey Monthly’s Review is equally praising:

These days, every chef’s mantra is fresh, local, seasonal. Todd Villani learned what it meant when he was about four and growing up in Rutherford. “My grandmother Carmela,” he told me in a phone interview after my visits, “rounded me up to go looking for dandelion leaves and shoots. Everyone else considered dandelions weeds. But she was from Naples. To her, dandelions were delicate greens for tonight’s salad or tomorrow’s soup. That’s when I understood that food is something that grows, that is fresh and good for you. It doesn’t have to come in a package.” 

It’s true that Villani obtains almost half his ingredients from the Garden State and virtually all but North Atlantic fish and lobster from within a range of 300 miles. But what makes Terre a Terre special is less its farm-to-table ethos than the all-important stop the ingredients make en route—in the kitchen. 

Take, for example, his marvelous lamb spring rolls. The lamb comes from Elysian Farms in Pennsylvania. The sauce is a tangy reduction of sweetened soy, lemongrass, ginger and sesame oil. The magic is not in where the ingredients come from but in what the chef does with them. The spring roll is not fried; it’s served moist and cool. Villani forms a supple cylinder from braised pulled lamb, crushed peanuts and minced basil, scallion, bell pepper and carrot. These are wrapped in Swiss chard, then in velvety spring roll wrappers translucent from a short soak in cool water. Sprinkle with more crushed peanuts, and the result is an appetizer I am glad I don’t have to travel 300 miles for—though given everything else Villani and his sous chef, Brian McGackin, produce in their tiny kitchen, it just might be worth the trek.

Equally notable are his crispy whole artichoke hearts, complete with edible stems and papery petals. The hearts are stuffed with a ruddy mix of ground chorizo from Nicolosi Fine Foods in Union City and chèvre from Flint Hill Farm in Pennsylvania. Every bite combines crunchy and creamy, meat and dairy flavors. Villani has been serving it in different places since 2007. “I want to get away from it,” he said, “but I can’t. People love it.”

Villani, 41, lives in Carlstadt. The town, which looks both urban and suburban, has never been a dining destination. But Terre à Terre (French for “down to earth”) should give people looking for exciting food reason enough to go. 

Fortunately for him, he landed a job with Marcus Samuelsson. .  .  .  .

From the renowned Ethiopian-Swedish chef, Villani said he learned “refined technique applied to comfort food.” A toothsome example is Terre à Terre’s sumac-seasoned crispy chicken (from Goffle Road Farm in Wyckoff). The dish combines a lush confited leg and thigh with a crisply sautéed breast and seasonal accompaniments—recently, spiced couscous, haricots verts and tarragon jus.

Under Samuelsson, Villani said, “I worked my way up from cook to executive sous chef. I soaked it up like a sponge. He’s demanding but fair, and it was a great experience.”