Monthly Archives: May 2011

The Spectator: A perfect pink drunk propping up the bar: pig’s trotter ravioli at Cityzen D.C

Part backlash against the expensive world of 90s ‘haute cuisine’, part desire to encourage Brits that eating can be a communal activity, not purely something to be done alone in front of a television, the force of the ‘tapas style’ food movement has made it somewhat difficult to sell tasting menus: why have 12 expensive, complicated courses when you can share a whole roast chicken and a giant bowl of roast potatoes in East London? Read more here

GQ: The French Laundry

A couple of months ago, Thomas Keller ruined my life. If only I could have predicted the full impact of that late March evening spent at his flagship restaurant, The French Laundry, in Yountville, California, I may have had the sense to turn and run at that very first sublime mouthful of pearl tapioca with Kumamoto oysters and white sturgeon caviar. But I didn’t. And now, I can no longer eat out. Read more here

GQ: Chatwal, Setai and Plaza NYC…

With a spate of exciting new openings and old favourites being rejuvenated, Midtown Manhattan is back as the place to stay in New York.

“April is the cruelest month… mixing memory and desire,” wrote TS Eliot in The Wasteland. Pulling up outside the Chatwal Hotel in New York City last weekend, I finally grasped what he meant.

Walking into the lobby, you’re instantly transported back in time: film noir meets a Tamara de Lempicka painting world of Thirties Gotham. Everything smells like something to either eat or smother yourself in, thanks to wafts of the hotel’s signature scent, The Chatwal No.44 by Krigler, a French perfumer whose scents have been worn by everyone from JFK to F Scott Fitzgerald. Read more over at GQ here