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January 11, 2017
11 Favorites I Discovered in 2016
I’ve been going out for dinner six nights a week. On...
December 14, 2015
It Isn’t Easy to Name the Best Dishes of 2015
After a longish mea culpa, I am now going to try to...
July 13, 2015
Where are you sending friends now?
Where do I eat when I’m not hustling to find something...
December 16, 2013
Feeding the Folks: Where to Go
May 14, 2012
Where can I take my 13-year-old to sample New York’s best food without breaking the bank?
Like his mother, my son loves to eat. I am trying to...

Bite: My Journal

    BITE will keep you in touch with what I’m eating and what I love and what I left on my plate.  I’ll share dialogues I have with heroes and divas, princes and barracudas and what I overhear from the next table. Not every day will I have a meal worth writing about,  I suspect,  not good enough, not bad enough. Dear friends have asked me if I could try to be meaner so I fit in better on the net.  I intend to try. As any man who has lived with me will tell you,  I was born to be a critic.  Of course, isn’t it the critic who has the thinnest skin of all?   I must admit to a certain anxiety.  It’s been a long time since I wrote without an editor, a fact checker and a copy-reader to catch my errors, misspellings and typos.  I apologize in advance.  I’m left-handed and that can sometimes be confusing.  I might have stopped reviewing restaurants twenty-five years ago when my first novel,  Blue Skies, No Candy lingered on the best seller list.  But I am addicted to instant gratification.  So I’m still here.  On my death bed, I am sure my last words will echo those of the sister of Brillat Savarin:
  “Bring on dessert.”

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February 11, 2019 | BITE: My Journal
I’m excited to see puntarelle comes with the chicken in pastella…

February 4, 2019 | BITE: My Journal
Intersect by Lexus
The last time I drove my own car, decades ago, it was a silver BMW…

January 28, 2019 | BITE: My Journal
Jones Wood Foundry
The 1860s building was once a foundry that made manhole covers…

January 21, 2019 | About Gael
Time for too much of the seductive house-baked bread served with apple butter…

January 7, 2019 | BITE: My Journal
Insults on the Menu
Perhaps you were still in your high chair dribbling mashed banana…

December 17, 2018 | BITE: My Journal
Best Bites 2018
I tried to recall the last time I’d bitten into a noodle so perfectly al dente…

December 10, 2018 | BITE: My Journal
Christmas Vibrations
I wanted a real tree, tall and dripping needles, smelling green…

December 3, 2018 | BITE: My Journal
Unfinished Tastings
I’m shocked how many restaurants I loved…have closed....

November 26, 2018 | BITE: My Journal
Transplanted floorwalkers are eager but seem a little nervous…

November 19, 2018 | BITE: My Journal
Ask Gael
Anytime is a good time to update my...

November 12, 2018 | BITE: My Journal
I’m remembering that prime corner table at Lilia, covered with bowls of pasta...

November 5, 2018 | BITE: My Journal
A Life in Food
To have a mortgage, to carry bonds. It sounded...

October 22, 2018 | BITE: My Journal
Sala Thai
We have to push through the bar crowd in the narrow space leading to a hostess…

October 15, 2018 | BITE: My Journal
Nothing is usual about the remarkable food coming out of the kitchen…

October 8, 2018 | BITE: My Journal
Sushi Inoue
Now my sidekick in raw-fish ceremonies is Lauren…

October 1, 2018 | BITE: My Journal
Bluebird London
Then came my post-adolescent crush on Meghan and…

September 24, 2018 | BITE: My Journal
Ibiza Tapas
I’m not exactly eager to drive an hour to...

September 17, 2018 | BITE: My Journal
Henry by JJ
The shocking pink neon JJ in the window as you arrive stakes his claim…

September 10, 2018 | BITE: My Journal
Jolly Good Fiorello
One day a brass marker with our names joined...

September 3, 2018 | BITE: My Journal
Morgan’s Brooklyn Barbecue
Smoked wings drizzled with buffalo sauce and irresistible fritos pie smothered with chili…

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