August 16, 2010 | BITE: My Journal
10 Downing Street Redux
Summer in the city seems to have emptied a lot of restaurants, especially on steamy weekends. Mondays can be desolate too…
August 9, 2010 | BITE: My Journal
Coney Island Capers
We’re headed for Brooklyn. I figure we’ll start at Nathan's, wallow in clams on the half shell, grab a couple of dogs…
August 2, 2010 | BITE: My Journal
Considering Nuela
The fates have conspired against the ambitious project in the vast sweeping space that used to be Sapa…
July 26, 2010 | BITE: My Journal
La Fonda Del Surprises
First thing I notice is that La Fonda Del Sol has sprouted a colony of bright red umbrella’d outdoor tables. Youthful office evacuees are paying homage to Bacchus and Venus, oblivious to the evening heat…
July 19, 2010 | BITE: My Journal
Co Ba/Má Pêche
Spotlight on the yin and yang of Vietnamese food, a weenie new storefront in Chelsea and a sprawling midtown canteen in the basement…
July 12, 2010 | BITE: My Journal
Rebooting Annisa
Supernatural vibes may be superfluous given how quickly bold invention is provoking murmurs of shock and pleasure from our foursome tonight…
July 6, 2010 | BITE: My Journal
Plein Sud
Am I just imagining it? Frederick Lesort’s Plein Sud seems to be shockingly smiley-faced, welcoming, wanting to be a hangout…
June 28, 2010 | BITE: My Journal
Where I Eat
I have three faces. What I love. What I liked.And where I eat. If you don’t feel skilled enough to read between the lines…
June 21, 2010 | BITE: My Journal
Plaza Food Hall/Todd English
I’m excited. The oral personality wants it all. Where to begin? The Raw Bar. The Pizza Station. Something from The Grill. Handmade dumplings...
June 14, 2010 | BITE: My Journal
Bar Artisanal Goes Spanish
Terrance Brennan had been promising to open a Spanish restaurant long before the economy went flat. So it was a surprise but no surprise to learn that overnight he’d rejiggered the Tribeca annex…
June 7, 2010 | BITE: My Journal
Hamptons Eats
The morning air is fresh and cool. An entire holiday weekend without rain, oh, maybe a few drops: A miracle. It was as if humidity had not yet been invented…
June 1, 2010 | BITE: My Journal
Summer@Pearl Oyster Bar
First warm weekend of spring, our friends swarm the Hamptons... The Road Food Warrior and I choose constant overseas travel over a grey shingled cottage or even a shack near the beach…
May 24, 2010 | BITE: My Journal
My Secret Garden: Lugo Caffè
I couldn’t get any of my usual reviewing dinner pals to go. As soon as I said “Penn Plaza near Madison Square Garden,” they would ask…
May 17, 2010 | BITE: My Journal
The Lion Purrs (CLOSED)
It’s feeding time at The Lion and a surge of modish narcissi swarm in...
May 3, 2010 | BITE: My Journal
DOB 111/Bao the Scorpion
As he cuts his deadly swath through Manhattan restaurants, expanding his own empire in shabby little holes, one tricked out after another…
April 26, 2010 | BITE: My Journal
Wall & Water
Ideally, if the fates conspire, eating in the dimmed dining room could feel rich and sexy, a smart setting for seduction, romantic or financial
April 19, 2010 | BITE: My Journal
5 & Diamond
I’m on a psychedelic high from tasting the best thing done to a sea urchin since Jean-Georges’s uni on dark bread with jalapeño, possibly even since the urchin in a Nantucket scallop shell that had foodies storming Union Pacific in the days when Rocco DiSpirito was still cheffing.
April 12, 2010 | BITE: My Journal
Mark by Jean-Georges
We’re eating the Alsatian-born chef’s idea of comfort food, rustic and classic everyday dishes from his childhood and ours, pizza, a Frenchman’s take on pasta, fish and birds and chops…
April 5, 2010 | BITE: My Journal
Pulino’s: Keith Does The Bowery
“See those big red neon letters?” I alerted our slow cabbie. Too big. Too red. What could Keith McNally have been thinking? This isn’t the Keith of Balthazar’s cracked mirror romance…
March 29, 2010 | BITE: My Journal
Mamma Mia Dona
It’s one of those glorious New York evenings when unexpected pleasures converge. Mamma Maria’s tomato braised meatballs are flavorful and almost fluffy but not effetely ethereal.