Pelaccio, Goldfarb to Open the Windsor
Tony Bourdain wasn’t about to take our mockery (and everybody else's) of his naked Travel Channel ad lying down. So he blogged about it: “What tiny, deeply disturbed demo were they trying to appeal to here? German Scat Porn websites likely attract greater numbers. What about the CHILDREN!? I look forward to the next ad of my head, photo-shopped onto Barney Fife’s naked body torturing a puppy. Now THAT will draw them in!” The whole post is not to be missed and also happens to include the fact that the aquamarine water Bourdain is eerily floating in is not in fact tropical but rather Icelandic. We were wrong on that score (though our commenters knew better), but we were right about it being creepy. Even Bourdain thinks so! Adventures in the Ad Trade [Bourdain Blog] Earlier:: Anthony Bourdain Officially Overexposed
On bright quiet mornings like this, when Berkmann’s was empty, delivered from the previous night’s overpacked boozy franticness, the place was an air palace, and there was nowhere better to be in this neighborhood than sitting in a lacquered wicker chair immersed in the serene luxury of a café au lait and the New York Times, sunlight splashing off the glazed ecru tiles, the racks of cryptically stencil-numbered wine bottles, the industrial-grade chicken-wired glass and partially desilvered mirrors, all found in various warehouses in New Jersey, by the owner, Harry Steele: restaurant dressed as theater dressed as nostalgia.Does this sound like Schiller’s to you? Or is this a composite of other downtown nightspots? Your thoughts, please, in the comments.
We had heard that New York was to have its own version of the South Beach Wine & Food Festival (minus the sunshine, ocean, flowing sea breeze, and so on, of course). But only in paging through the Sunday Times at Jerry's Deli on Collins Avenue did we find this tidbit, from the big SOBE style section: “A version of the festival will soon be headed north. Last week Mr. Schrager came to an agreement with New York officials to run a two-day food festival in the meatpacking district on Columbus Day weekend. ‘We're going to close Ninth Avenue,’ he said.” Now that is good news. It's high time that Ninth Avenue was closed. To see our up-to-the-minute coverage of SOBE this past few days, click here. Calling All Rock Stars in Aprons [NYT]
Fodor’s goes to the Tony Bourdain well today for the latest in their “Top Chef Travels” feature, and though it’s all probably stuff you’ve heard him enthuse about before (Barney Greengrass, Ssäm Bar, Del Posto), we did enjoy his curmudgeonly take on the city’s live-music scene: “I don't know which is worse: to be packed in a room with a lot of people half your age, in which case you feel like an idiot, or even worse, go see someone you've really loved for a long time, like Elvis Costello, and you look around and see all the other original fans and they're all old and hideous just like you.” Top Chef Travels — Anthony Bourdain [Fodor's]