While researching a handful of NYC restaurants last month, recommended by our restaurant consultants—a story for another day—we loved the design at Fairfax in the West Village.
Small, adorable, bar-groove with food, and mid-century modern design—a term I had never heard before (and now can’t stop saying. I know things.)
Begin to say good-bye to the now ubiquitous “Industrial Chic.”
You heard it here first.
In Nashua, at the venerable You You pan Asian restaurant just off of exit six, their short rib dish is described parenthetically as:
“(NOT the traditional braised tender short ribs.)”—complete with capitals and emphasis!
So I wondered; Did the owner get tired of visiting tables that complained that the short ribs are tough, or, did he get slammed, most likely on nasty-people-love Yelp?
On special occasions in the past–birthdays, anniversaries, craving the best steak and service anywhere–at The Capital Grille, I have noted the ultra-luxurious, thick, puffy-soft, 3-ply, branded paper napkins piled neatly on the sinks in the men’s room. And each time I have thought to myself—I love it, but daaamn, sooo expensive—and that’s what you get when dinner is $100.00+ per person to eat there! Well now. Last night in celebrating Big Jim’s 82nd birthday (daaamn again!), in place of all that wow factor, was a pop up tissue box with the worst kind of rough and gritty paper—same stuff that was also in the paper towel dispenser. (OK, it wasn’t the worst. It was the gritty-white, not gritty-brown variety.) So, what does it mean??
Hint: I have told you before!
Note: The check average wasn’t any lower.