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Omakase is my Middle Name. Archive

January 23, 2006
Is it Gilt or just plain brass?

I have little tolerance for dinner as a cataclysmic life experience. But bad-boy chef Paul Liebrandt promised to soften his edge at Gilt in the freshly restored hallows of the departed Le Cirque 2000.

December 26, 2005
I Wouldn’t Mind a Dose of Vintage Hotel Classic

The city’s almost manic effervescence has invaded the once-staid Waldorf, unleashing a jangle of energy in the lounge of the newly reorganized Peacock Alley.

December 19, 2005
And What's a Barbounia?

It’s a small, not all that remarkable Mediterranean fish, but the restaurant that has taken its name is making waves already.

December 12, 2005
Can We Trust the West Side Renaissance?

Local grape nuts may cheerfully surrender to the provocative wine pairings in flights of two-ounce tastes at Pair of 8’s, an ambitious new launch on Amsterdam.

December 5, 2005
Stop the (Food) World, I Want to Get Off

If you hunger for constancy and dignity, it’s time for Café Boulud.

November 7, 2005
How Can You Tell It's the New Harlem?

"Born, bred, and buttered in Harlem," as Melba Wilson likes to put it.

October 31, 2005
I Need an Old-World Cocoon for Grandma's Lunch

Aging debs from the nabe, capitalists in bespoke suits, even Tony Blair hosting a dinner for fourteen feel like they never left home in these handsome and expensive trappings.

October 24, 2005
Desk Drudgery Is Getting Me Down.

Nibble the life of leisure at the Garden Court Cafe.

October 17, 2005
Direct Me to a Seriously Excessive Pasta.

It’s all about food here, about quintessential excess: poached-egg raviolo with truffle essence.

October 10, 2005
Will Whimsy Curdle My Udon Noodles?

Such blatant cuteness might annoy if the food weren’t so good.