if you live somewhere with a bunch of ‘hot’ restaurants, you know the hassle and planning involved in getting a table sometimes. trust me, living in san francisco, i’ve been on the phone trying to get through to the french laundry, 2 months to the day of when i want to dine there, hitting redial over and over, and never getting through.
there was a great article in the new york times on sunday (yes, i have a backlog of great ny times articles i need to write about – be patient, there is another one coming) about planning a culinary weekend in ny that involves per se, babbo, and
le bernardin in a single weekend – quite possibly the best weekend ever for a food lover, and that could require an angioplasty monday morning, but oh so worth it.
