Tag: new york

travel: more dots to connect…

~ New York in May.  It’s always a feast. I’ve attended the James Beard Awards, which is held annually the first Monday of the month, for the past six years. For the past two, I’ve had the privilege of photographing the event for All-Clad Metalcrafters (a sponsor), which was the primary purpose of my latest […]

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travel: more dots to connect…

~ New York in May.  It’s always a feast. I’ve attended the James Beard Awards, which is held annually the first Monday of the month, for the past six years. For the past two, I’ve had the privilege of photographing the event for All-Clad Metalcrafters (a sponsor), which was the primary purpose of my latest […]

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review: the new colossus… (torrisi italian specialties)

– Nothing dulls my appetite more than hype. It makes me suspicious, for example, when members of the press tweet weekly (nightly?) from a restaurant’s table, raptured to the point of incoherence. I suppose the enthusiasm is endearing. But what could be that good? I take no issue with the media doting on its darlings. […]

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review: the new colossus… (torrisi italian specialties)

– Nothing dulls my appetite more than hype. It makes me suspicious, for example, when members of the press tweet weekly (nightly?) from a restaurant’s table, raptured to the point of incoherence. I suppose the enthusiasm is endearing. But what could be that good? I take no issue with the media doting on its darlings. […]

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review: each leg a length… (jean georges)

– Faced with a shelf of meals, waiting to be transcribed, Jean Georges is always an easy reach. Writing about a meal here always seems effortless. The food is straightforward and simple, but always spectacular. The experience is clear and crisp, like a starched stretch of high thread-count. It’s a concise affair, practically punctuating itself […]

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review: each leg a length… (jean georges)

– Faced with a shelf of meals, waiting to be transcribed, Jean Georges is always an easy reach. Writing about a meal here always seems effortless. The food is straightforward and simple, but always spectacular. The experience is clear and crisp, like a starched stretch of high thread-count. It’s a concise affair, practically punctuating itself […]

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review: quietude of excellence… (the modern)

– It’s rare that I have an uncommitted meal when I travel. But since I was in New York for three weeks, I left a couple of pockets open, here and there, to play by ear. So, it was dumb luck that I was free for dinner the day that my friend Belinda Chang called. […]

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review: quietude of excellence… (the modern)

– It’s rare that I have an uncommitted meal when I travel. But since I was in New York for three weeks, I left a couple of pockets open, here and there, to play by ear. So, it was dumb luck that I was free for dinner the day that my friend Belinda Chang called. […]

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travel: hipster safari…

– Hyde Park, New York really is as beautiful as they say it is. Even with the trees stripped bare against those bald, russet hills in winter, the Hudson River Valley is breathtaking. To Greystone I’ve been twice, but never to The Culinary Institute of America (CIA). So, when I was asked to photograph the […]

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travel: hipster safari…

– Hyde Park, New York really is as beautiful as they say it is. Even with the trees stripped bare against those bald, russet hills in winter, the Hudson River Valley is breathtaking. To Greystone I’ve been twice, but never to The Culinary Institute of America (CIA). So, when I was asked to photograph the […]

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review: a series of pauses… (kajitsu)

– Situated somewhere in the middle of my three-week, million-calorie binge in New York last year was kajitsu, a meditative pause in an otherwise reckless episode of indulgence. Tucked below street level in the East Village, kajitsu is quiet and clean, not unlike the food it serves, a series of vignettes in kaiseki form. Here, […]

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review: a series of pauses… (kajitsu)

– Situated somewhere in the middle of my three-week, million-calorie binge in New York last year was kajitsu, a meditative pause in an otherwise reckless episode of indulgence. Tucked below street level in the East Village, kajitsu is quiet and clean, not unlike the food it serves, a series of vignettes in kaiseki form. Here, […]

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review: glutting… (m. wells)

Can there ever be too much foie gras? Debatable. I mean, surely there’s a point of diminishing returns, right? I wasn’t about to test the limits. But, I had heard that everything at M. Wells, the “Quebeco-American diner” in Long Island City brought to you by a former chef of Au Pied de Cochon in […]

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review: glutting… (m. wells)

Can there ever be too much foie gras? Debatable. I mean, surely there’s a point of diminishing returns, right? I wasn’t about to test the limits. But, I had heard that everything at M. Wells, the “Quebeco-American diner” in Long Island City brought to you by a former chef of Au Pied de Cochon in […]

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review: splendor anew… (jean georges)

Given a choice, I’ll rarely order the same dish twice. And yet, I keep going back to Jean Georges, where, for the past few years, the lunch menu had barely budged an inch (or, so it seemed). Why? I love the dining room, a light box that makes lunch on Columbus Circle the bright centerpiece […]

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review: splendor anew… (jean georges)

Given a choice, I’ll rarely order the same dish twice. And yet, I keep going back to Jean Georges, where, for the past few years, the lunch menu had barely budged an inch (or, so it seemed). Why? I love the dining room, a light box that makes lunch on Columbus Circle the bright centerpiece […]

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travel: one million calories…

I apologize for the month-long pause.  I was busy eating the shizz out of May. Thirty days. Four states. Nearly seventy restaurants. Over twenty-five Michelin stars.  Hundreds of plates.  And the most extraordinary cast of characters. I had a great month.

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travel: one million calories…

I apologize for the month-long pause.  I was busy eating the shizz out of May. Thirty days. Four states. Nearly seventy restaurants. Over twenty-five Michelin stars.  Hundreds of plates.  And the most extraordinary cast of characters. I had a great month.

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photo of the week 33: changing of the guard…

For more than a year, a cube, lathered green with an emulsion of fines herbes and sided by a baby salad, has officiated the stream of traffic on this blog from the marquee above. Last night, I changed the window dressing, putting in a line of chocolate donuts from my recent meal at elBulli.

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photo of the week 33: changing of the guard…

For more than a year, a cube, lathered green with an emulsion of fines herbes and sided by a baby salad, has officiated the stream of traffic on this blog from the marquee above. Last night, I changed the window dressing, putting in a line of chocolate donuts from my recent meal at elBulli.

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