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DINING WITH THE
SAVAGES
Want the thunder of the crowd at the
Garden? Sit down for dinner at Barbuto when the garage doors are
closed and the next table over is a four-top of Sopranos extras with
lung power and six cell phones. Ready to order? See if you can find
a waiter. That cocktail you wanted? They're out of it. (Out of a
cocktail? Hello?) Want bread and butter? Go elsewhere. You like
pepper? Good, because the risotto and the garganelli have been
marinated with the pepper mill. On a diet? Good, because the portion
is the size of a baby's fist. Thinking about dessert? Don't bother.
At this point, your headache is so serious you'll need
Extra-Strength Excedrin. Next time? There won't be.
Best always,
Mark and Robert
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