Hi. It’s your belly here. Contrary to word heard ’round the esophagus, I’m not worn out from too much holiday chocolate and vodka shots. (Not sure what Brain’s been telling you, but I’m not the one with the memory.)

No, I’m hungry. And during this celebratory season, you need to be good to me. So talk to the legs and get me uptown to Telepan.

Because I’ve been hearing good things. Really good. Chef Bill Telepan, who hasn’t filled me since his days at Judson Grill, transformed the old Santa Fe space near Lincoln Center into an elegant dining room that’s fancy but totally neighborhoodish.

So. Mouth needs to ask for: trout with buckwheat-potato blini. Two orders of black truffle pierogi with cabbage. (Yes, two. If Glutes starts in about not being piggy, tell him to sit on it.) Duck with foie gras custard for a main and oloroso sherry custard tart for dessert, and we should be all set.

One more thing. Have Aaron, the sommelier, pair wines with every course.

Follow my instructions very carefully. You’ll need me on your side for the rest of the year. You don’t want me to repeat last Thursday’s hangover, do you?

Telepan, 72 West 69th Street, between Columbus Avenue and Central Park West (212-580-4300).