Concierge, book me a table!
Could be tricky; it doesn't open for another couple of months.
So how come Heidi, Gisele, Karolina, and Esther have all been there, as have P. Diddy and my old friend Richard Branson?
Well, they were invited to parties you couldn't even dream about attending. Though you might get into Mariah Carey's fête; she's booked it for Christmas.
Another David Rockwell, I presume?
Amazingly, no. It's a Stanford White interior, circa 1893 -- so it's romantic, not rock-star.
But I'm on the Atkins . . .
So? There's Kobe beef, pork with Périgord truffles . . .
Bien sûr. Before Capitale, Franklin Becker was Ron Perelman's personal chef.