Greenwich Street and Harrison Street

It’s always a pleasure to have dinner at the Harrison, with its mix of American flavors. Black figs with blue cheese. Bacon-wrapped trout with brussels sprouts. Grilled pompano with pineapple and chili relish. When I lived in London, this is the kind of New York restaurant I always wished we had around but could never find. Finish off the evening with a tiny chocolate tart in a salted pretzel crust. And hope the Harrison escapes the fate of its neighbor Chanterelle.