If you’ve been reading this blog for a while, you’ve probably learned that there are few things—if any—that I enjoy more than food. My love of all things culinary began back in the day, during my foray with baby obesity. I mean, I was certainly a damn cute piece of Irish infancy, but I existed as one big ball of baby blubber. Obviously, the onset of Restaurant Week has me literally shaking for the flavors to come. There’s literally nothing better in a foodie’s world than New York’s two-week-long ode to creative kitchen concoctions. Things are shaping up in a way that the entire contents of my next paycheck will fall victim to price fixe food... but that is 110% divine. Here’s where I’m headed so far, but knowing me, the list is sure to grow…
Park Ave. Summer, the Upper East Side spot famous for décor and menus that morph with the seasons.
Megu, the TriBeCa sushi spot that Bethenny and Jason frequented on the premier of Bravo’s newest hit.
Butter, the NoHo palace of “New Americian” cuisine, which has become a restaurant week fixture in my vida loca.
Ajna Bar, the Meatpacking’s old Buddhabar, where a Top Chef's Chef Hung now showcases his stuff.
Can you give me a YUM?
Slices Of Life...
12 years ago
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