Inside the barrel-vaulted Bar
Boulud, “a terrine
machine,” according
to this New York Times review, “a pâté-a-palooza, dedicated to the proposition that
discerning New Yorkers aren’t getting nearly enough concentrated, sculptured,
gelatinous animal fat, at least not of a superior caliber.” The review also
notes the “terrific wine list,” which I sampled in the form of a muscadet, by the glass, from a “special bottle,” according to
the waiter. More expensive than you’d expect for a glass, but worth it, he
promised. Isn’t that always the case? (He didn’t say that.)
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