A bar/lounge opens. It’s way west—as in not-near-a-subway-west, and they’re working the buzz factor hard. They want to play the DailyCandy game, and insist that we keep the name and address under wraps.

A fragile subject? Fine, we’ll play…

Read between the lines here. You’ll figure it out, we promise.

Some hints: The name? Think about a man named Philip. Think Ira. Skip Plastic and go for the real McCoy. Tumblers, anyone? Decor? As cutting-edge as the name implies. Kind of Art Deco, kind of futuristic…a small garden.

The menu includes smoked Irish salmon, steak tartare, tuna carpaccio, shrimp ceviche, and grilled taleggio-and-prosciutto panino.

Walk around New York, get out that Cinderella slipper, and— God, this is cruel—if you can find a menu with those items posted on the windowpane … the first reservation is yours.

Happy hunting!