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January 11, 2017
11 Favorites I Discovered in 2016
I’ve been going out for dinner six nights a week. On...
December 14, 2015
It Isn’t Easy to Name the Best Dishes of 2015
After a longish mea culpa, I am now going to try to...
July 13, 2015
Where are you sending friends now?
Where do I eat when I’m not hustling to find something...
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...

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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August 14, 2017 | BITE: My Journal
NoMad Lobster Fest
Hampton days used to mean oversized crustaceans, grilled on the back porch…

August 7, 2017 | BITE: My Journal
The Pool
Rose rare lamb fills my mouth, a carnal bite scented with cumin.

July 31, 2017 | BITE: My Journal
Tavern62 by David Burke
No need to fret that David Burke might grow …

July 24, 2017 | BITE: My Journal
Somehow I’d missed the drum roll when it opened...

July 17, 2017 | BITE: My Journal
Hell or High Watermelon: Pinch Chinese
Here’s my take: Modest. Clean. Whimsical…

July 10, 2017 | BITE: My Journal
Masseria dei Vini
In minutes the white of the tablecloth has almost disappeared under the offerings…

June 26, 2017 | BITE: My Journal
Sushi Ishikawa
We surround our hero as he wipes his work place, waiting to know our command…

June 19, 2017 | BITE: My Journal
Where I’m Eating Now
I’ve found so many new places I want to return to even after writing about them…

June 12, 2017 | BITE: My Journal
It’s very good and it hasn’t been written about...

June 5, 2017 | BITE: My Journal
Marlow Bistro
I like to head uptown at a whisper of cuisinary...

May 29, 2017 | BITE: My Journal
Gladiator Jose Garces may be a video hero and a star in Philadelphia, but that’s not what brings me…

May 22, 2017 | BITE: My Journal
The Grill
It’s where everyone in my crowd wants to be...

May 15, 2017 | BITE: My Journal
I’m lost in a marble palace on the way to dinner…

May 1, 2017 | BITE: My Journal
33 Greenwich
Or is that Greenwich Street? I need to look it up on the map every time…

April 24, 2017 | BITE: My Journal
Empellón Madison
“We’re using tacos as a gateway drug to get..."

April 17, 2017 | BITE: My Journal
It feels very welcoming, well-mannered, actually quite rich…

April 3, 2017 | BITE: My Journal
Kings of Kobe
None of my usual dinner cronies is willing to...

March 27, 2017 | BITE: My Journal
Satsuki at Suzuki
We have the master himself focused only on us at the near-deserted sushi bar.

March 20, 2017 | BITE: My Journal
4 Charles Prime Rib
It isn’t easy getting past the front door into this crowded 19th-century doll’s house…

March 13, 2017 | BITE: My Journal
Lilia: Brooklyn Bait
Thrillingly delicate, yeasty little donuts are sprinkled with a blizzard of grated sheep’s milk cheese…

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