A Caesar Salad Crawl Around Manhattan ^ Emotionally, I would say I'm mass-produced, full-fat-dairy-based caesar salad dressing being stored in an industrial sized plastic bag "A Case for Romaine: A Non-Academic Dissertation by Elizabeth Lawton" At one point in the not-so-distant past, romaine was king. It was like, just for us, God had … [Read more...]

Wu's Wonton King on the Lower East Side I would truly love to be one of those people who enjoys a quiet night in with a bottle of wine. I'm sure my general anxiety would be a peg or two lower if I was content sipping a Sancerre while sharing a nice plate of pasta al limone with Norah Jones playing faintly in the background at a quaint … [Read more...]

Bemelmans Bar in the Carlyle Hotel As many in the world dive into Dry January, the time of the year when other's deafeningly silent egotistical health kicks cast a crescendo of shame over your martini habit, plunge friendships into turmoil as the fundamental cornerstone is removed, and pour gasoline over the already-smoldering post-holiday … [Read more...]

A Shrimp Cocktail Crawl Around Downtown Manhattan I hereby decree that we, the millennial womenfolk, have reached a verdict on our decision regarding what food we will shamelessly obsess over, order in hazardous excess, waterboard our social media followers with troves of, and consume until it becomes a facet of our psyche. Avocado Toast, … [Read more...]

Barney Greengrass on the Upper West Side Diners are a magical blip in dietary reality where it becomes seemingly fine to eat things that 1) have been demonized by every diet known to man 2) you would never cook yourself, partially out of shame and partially out of (albeit fleeting) self-respect 3) your body can't handle like it once … [Read more...]