Still stoned from vacationing in the Alps and day dreaming about cool French snowboarders with laid back accents, sunglass tans and shaggy hair, I arrived back in New York in serious withdrawal and in desperate need of something French besides... More »
My friend said to meet her at Casa Mono because she was “jonesing for the razor clams.” Um, okay, I thought silently noting that, while reliably delicious, Casa Mono was kind of an ordinary choice. A New York institution, Casa Mono’s Spanish... More »
Endless is the list of NYC bars and restaurants offering violently slashed prices for post-work alcohol consumption, recession dinner specials and more. I’ve visited more than my share in the past few weeks and, although slightly drunk,... More »
When a new restaurant graces Gotham, reviewing peeps ferverously scurry to scribe an opening-week eulogy or derision. I’ve, however, discovered it best to visit places that have been around long enough to work out their kinks and find their... More »
Every Wednesday evening, a small sample of New York’s intelligencia gather for caipiriniha -laced debates at a lively little spot on Greenwich Avenue (not Street!), called La Palette. La Palette has delicious caipirinihas because La Palette... More »
When I first moved to NYC forever and ever ago Restaurant Week was a twice yearly coveted opportunity for a regular ‘ol New Yorker and/or newbie to get a taste of the good life. On a freezing cold night two winters ago, I went to Lure... More »
I’m loyal to La Esquina like Lo to LC. Approx 3 blocks from my apt, it’s conveniently located, relatively inexpensive and delivers with speed. When I’m not there, I’m ordering in, making it my very own sanctuario... More »
So directly opposite from Piadina is a slightly larger (bi-level) but still intimate tapas restaurant called Alta. Again, desecend a couple stairs, yet this time find yourself greeted by a cellar-style bar with A-M-A-Z-I-N-G sangria. Yum. I... More »
Evidently, my friends double heart West 10th Street, particularly between 5th and 6th, because I’ve dined there twice in the past two weeks. And, yeah, I get it. The tree lined street could charm a crackhead. The brownstones decorated... More »
“International comfort food” is the way they describe the cusine at Delicatessen, the fairly new Soho eatery brought to you by the same man – Mark Thomas Amadei – that gave Manhattan (and then South Beach) Cafeteria. There... More »
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