January 1, 1965 | 
Vintage Insatiable
Vintage Insatiable Critic
    As George Eliot observed while waiting for dessert, "It is hard  to live up to our own eloquence, and keep pace with our winged words,  while we are treading the solid earth and are liable to heavy dining."   Still I hope vintage readers of the Insatiable Critic in New York  might be amused to see these vintage reviews. And perhaps newly arrived  gourmands might be amused to discover our early obsessions. Many of the  restaurants I loved or skewered or had high hopes for are gone. These  older reviews are here for nostalgia or visitors in search of history. 
         If you have a favorite ancient critique you would like to see here email me.
   
 
1963-1969:
A VOTE AGAINST MOTHERHOOD 
January 26, 1963
I don’t want to have any children. Motherhood is only a part of marriage…
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BEHIND THE SCENES AT LE PAVILLON
April 1, 1964 
There is a tiny kingdom where rivers flow champagne, where the mountains are made of caviar, where always it is spring and roses are forbidden to wilt. Reigning over this understandably smug monarchy is a shy, tense, stubborn and uncompromising Frenchman named Henri Soulé… more
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PAPA SOULÉ LOVES YOU
June 13, 1965
La Côte Basque Countdown: cinq, quatre, trios, deux…What a mess!  In quenelles-de-brochet-eating  circles, it was like the return to the concert stage of Vladimir  Horowitz.  Henry Soulé was making his historic comeback to La Côte  Basque. Showman, snob, perfectionist, martinet, conman, wooer and wooed master of haute cuisine…  more
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PALEY'S PRESERVE: THE GROUND FLOOR
November 11, 1968
The Ground Floor is  appropriately grand. It is slick, rich, calculating, spare,  intimidating. It is Contemporary Wasp…the perfect place to end an  affair... more
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THE QUINTESSENTIAL SOULÉ FOOD
November 25, 1968
At La Côte Basque the spirit of Henri Soulé still hovers: in the food and the wine, and in the air.  Electricity!  Drama!... more
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THE MENU RAP AND HOW TO BEAT IT
January 6, 1969
It takes cunning, discipline, poise and unjellied chutzpah to make a dent in the cost of haute dining, but it can be done…more
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STEAK AND BREW: PREMISSIVE GLUTTONY 
Januray 27, 1969 
The inexhaustible groaning board is a fine old American tradition...more
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THE MAFIA GUIDE TO DINING OUT
April 7, 1969
What is good for  the Mafia is good for gourmet country. The Mafia is widely advanced as  “the Michelin Guide for Italian Restaurants,” and a three-star police  raid is... a tribute to the excellence of the kitchen...  more
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AND NOT A DROP TO DRINK
May 5, 1969
I mourn the needless prolonged neglect of a fine American dining traditions: water...more
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LA CARAVELLE: INSULT à LA CARTE
May 19, 1969
 
Someday  a gourmet anthropologist will do a thesis on the Manhattan culture's  painful rites of passage.  It will be called, "Coming of Age on West  55th Street..." more
 
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BROOKLYN COME HUNGRY
July 14, 1969
Eating in Brooklyn restoreth  the soul. You can go home again. No matter how long and determined your  exile, no matter how homogenized your diction, no matter how alienated  your spirit. If you were born in Brooklyn or married into it, certain  tastes instantly restoreth... more
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LA SEINE: THE RISEN PHOENIX BUILDS HER SPICY NEST
July 21, 1969
On the Ides of March, La Seine  was born."They gave us a dead horse and told us to bring it into the  Preakness," says maitre d' Martin Decre…” Everyone's fighting to get  into La Seine. The names are dizzying: Parley, Roosevelt, Fairbanks,  Burden, Loeb, Ribicoff, Mellon, Hoover (as in J. Edgar), the Duke and  Duchess (one needn't ask which D&D)… more
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CAFE CHAUVERON AS LOVE OBJECT
September 22, 1969
Cafe Chauveron  has long been the love object of my unadulterated great food passion.  Great food alone, isolated from chic, ego indulgence, pampering or  masochism... more
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FAR EAST BANQUET ON UPPER WEST
October 5, 1969
The taste of shark  fin is not extraordinary…Still, you have to admire the artist who can  make edible something so unpromising... more
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PLAYING THE CELEBRITY LUNCH GAME
November 10, 1969
"I don’t care who  they are,” pooh-poohed M. Jacques Tiffeau, leering cozily at the  dazzling frozen-in-silicone blonde two banquettes south...more
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THE CELLAR: THE HIGH-RISE HUNGRY
December 1, 1969
We’re the first  stop for all the Beautiful People from Harlem on their way  downtown…everyone stands around talking to everyone and feeling very  liberal... more
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NOT SO QUIET ON THE WESTERN FRONT
December 1, 1969
At last our home turf, the West Side, is breaking out with restaurant where we play our own minor-league status games... more
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HAUTE-MEAL FOR PAMELA 
December 22, 1969
I determined to borrow a sheltered, unformed, narrow-minded American child and transform her into an incurable gourmand… more
 
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