When art imitates life. We like to eat it. Especially when plated by the energetic, ...
Japanese noodle “brasserie” takes city by storm. Starch makes love to pork.
Poach it. Braise it. Work it. Love it. Elegant barnyard fare amidst colorful, mural-wrapped walls and full floral arrangements. Seasonal menus keep things fresh.
It’s loud, it’s warm, and it’s delicious, but it’s a tight fit. Seems like the wee Italian enoteca is filled with yuppie-type young businessmen who recently “discovered” life below 14th Street. Oh, well.
Home of the famed pretzel croissant (the perfect marriage between sweet and savory) and the crazy-thick hot chocolate shot with homemade marshmallows.
Fashion industry’s latte break spot with great lunches. Channeling cafe on the Seine.
When art imitates life. We like to eat it. Especially when plated by the energetic, ...
Ambitious hotel dining menu that sometimes misses on flavor but packs a clubby feel (the bathroom attendant pours prosecco while you wait in line for the loo).
Around here, we like to think we call the shots (fashion, food, art) and the ...
Those Italians are just so elegant. Never more so than when licking their plates clean. ...
In Italian, it’s a term for sopping up every last drop with a piece of bread. Scott Conant’s elegant dining room honors this oh-god-gimme-more tradition with fare inspired by the Southern end of the boot. Please order the spaghetti.