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December 16, 2013
Feeding the Folks: Where to Go
May 14, 2012
Where can I take my 13-year-old to sample New York’s best food without breaking the bank?
Like his mother, my son loves to eat. I am trying to...
February 16, 2012
A place to celebrate “just married” for two wine professionals who’ve eaten everywhere.
My fiancé and I are in the wine business so we get
August 31, 2011
Where should we eat before or after the theater?
Before I started working out at 8 AM, we used to eat...
June 16, 2011
Where can my artist friend take his new gallery director for breakfast in the West 50s?
He wants to avoid greasy spoons and the stuffily c

Bite: My Journal

    BITE will keep you in touch with what I’m eating and what I love and what I left on my plate.  I’ll share dialogues I have with heroes and divas, princes and barracudas and what I overhear from the next table. Not every day will I have a meal worth writing about,  I suspect,  not good enough, not bad enough. Dear friends have asked me if I could try to be meaner so I fit in better on the net.  I intend to try. As any man who has lived with me will tell you,  I was born to be a critic.  Of course, isn’t it the critic who has the thinnest skin of all?   I must admit to a certain anxiety.  It’s been a long time since I wrote without an editor, a fact checker and a copy-reader to catch my errors, misspellings and typos.  I apologize in advance.  I’m left-handed and that can sometimes be confusing.  I might have stopped reviewing restaurants twenty-five years ago when my first novel,  Blue Skies, No Candy lingered on the best seller list.  But I am addicted to instant gratification.  So I’m still here.  On my death bed, I am sure my last words will echo those of the sister of Brillat Savarin:
  “Bring on dessert.”

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June 29, 2015 | BITE: My Journal
Four Seasons Farewell
Quite suddenly, it’s become one of the hottest restaurants in town…

June 15, 2015 | BITE: My Journal
Class Reunion: Upland, Cecil
Now and then I want to go off-duty to a...

June 8, 2015 | BITE: My Journal
“I thought we’d stay open to see if anyone comes when the museum is closed,” he says a bit anxiously, gazing at the spottily inhabited room...

June 1, 2015 | BITE: My Journal
The Clocktower
Recently I received a sculpture in dark chocolate of the Clocktower Building, site of Ian Shrager’s New York Edition hotel...

May 26, 2015 | BITE: My Journal
Hamptons In the Lull
I like the feeling of escape I get the moment I descend the bus. I like to pretend calories don’t count when you’re out of town. This time I abandoned my usual half-hearted discipline slowly…

May 18, 2015 | BITE: My Journal
A trio of Upper East Side sylphs sips white wine at a small marble round just inside the primitive raw wood planter with its oval bushes, ivy and pansies...

May 11, 2015 | BITE: My Journal
Maison Kayser
With sunset, waiters in French Navy striped tees and navy suspenders set out votive candles for dinner traffic…

May 4, 2015 | BITE: My Journal
Intense is not an exaggeration for George Mendes these first few nights of Lupulo, his new tavern and small-plates joint in Chelsea…

April 27, 2015 | BITE: My Journal
Meijin/Mountainbird Popup
Don’t Think! Slurrrrrp!!!...Head-to-Toe Bird…

April 20, 2015 | BITE: My Journal
I never thought I might one day seem grumpy, even ossified, set in my ways...

April 13, 2015 | BITE: My Journal
LoLo's Seafood Shack
It’s a breezy wet night and we crave a little...

April 6, 2015 | BITE: My Journal
I feel like I’m basking on a terrace in Positano or spending Easter in Palermo…

March 30, 2015 | BITE: My Journal
There’s a ton of confidence invested here...

March 23, 2015 | BITE: My Journal
Kang Ho Dong Baekjeong
I’d seen photos of food world Mouthkateers. Hapless fan girl that I am, of course I needed to go too...

March 16, 2015 | BITE: My Journal
Prova proudly hails itself as “90 Seconds to...

March 9, 2015 | BITE: My Journal
Little Park
As chefs are more drawn to fussing around with vegetables, so am I…

March 2, 2015 | BITE: My Journal
I must confess that I have a sentimental attachment to the Maccionis from the dawn of Le Cirque...

February 23, 2015 | BITE: My Journal
Momofuku Ko
I was not exactly happy being summoned at 6:45...

February 16, 2015 | BITE: My Journal
BLVD Bistro
Would you rush to Harlem for an ethereal biscuit? Would you hop on a train or pile into a cab for a feather light biscuit, salty, crumbling in your fingers and maybe some shrimp and grits…

February 9, 2015 | BITE: My Journal
The Polo Bar
If you’re not a Ralph Lauren person you probably aren’t going to get in just by looking good and hanging out in the bar trying to make an impression by sipping 23 year old Speyside single malt scotch for $86...

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