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Frank Bruni is sooo good and soooo right! There is nothing better than being welcomed at your favorite “spot”. And nothing better than bringing the people you love there too. This is Eat+Drink’s entire goal - to show you the places we love.
Frank Bruni, Former Restaurant Critic, on the Joys of Repeat Visits
What a cad I used to be, constantly ditching the bistro that had opened only four months ago for the week-old trattoria with an even dewier complexion, callously trading in the yellowtail sashimi that had been so good to me for a hot tamale of unproven charms.
Then, a few years back, the restaurant Barbuto and I settled down.
It’s bliss. She knows my heart, knows my drill: a gin martini to begin, a seasonal salad for my appetizer, the roasted chicken after.
And I know her. If the weather’s nice, a breeze will blow in from the West Village streets that her retractable walls open onto. The kale that she serves me will be sparingly dressed. And the breast meat? As plump and tender as it was the last time around and the dozen times before that.
We don’t have fireworks, not this late in the game. But we have a rhythm. Sometimes that’s better.
What I’m saying is that I’m a regular there, as I am at the Breslin, whose lamb burger is as true to me as I am to it; at Empellón Taqueria, where I never stray from the fish tempura tacos, which never let me down; at Szechuan Gourmet, where I don’t glance at a menu. I don’t have to.
I’m no monogamist, that’s clear. More of a polygamist, but I dote on my sister wives. I’ve come to see that the broccolini isn’t always greener on the other side of Houston Street, and I’m here to sing what’s too seldom sung: the joys of familiarity. The pleasures of intimacy. The virtues of staying put.
What you have with a restaurant that you visit once or twice is a transaction. What you have with a restaurant that you visit over and over is a relationship.
The fashionable script for today’s food maven doesn’t encourage that sort of bonding, especially not in a city with New York’s ambition and inexhaustible variety. Here you’re supposed to dash to the new Andrew Carmellini brasserie before anybody else gets there; be the first to taste ABC Cocina’s guacamole; advertise an opinion about the Massaman curry at Uncle Boons while others are still puzzling over the fugitive apostrophe. Snap a photo. Tweet it. Then move on. There’s always something else. Always virgin ground.
For years, I was dedicated to exploring it, by dint of my duty as The Times’s restaurant critic. I was a paid philanderer. It was exhilarating. It was exhausting.

Sometimes I wonder if we’re doing this tipping thing all wrong.
Leaving a Tip: A Custom in Need of Changing?
Try one of these techniques if you want better service in restaurants:
1. Become very famous;
2. Spend $1,000 or more on wine every time you go out;
3. Keep going to the same restaurant until you get V.I.P. treatment; if that doesn’t work, pick another place.
Now, here is a technique that is guaranteed to have no effect on your service: leave a generous tip.
I’ve tipped slightly above the average for years, generally leaving 20 percent of the total, no matter what. According to one study, lots of people are just like me, sticking with a reasonable percentage through good nights and bad. And it doesn’t do us any good, because servers have no way of telling that we aren’t the hated type that leaves 10 percent of the pretax total, beverages excluded.
Some servers do try to sniff out stingy tippers, engaging in customer profiling based on national origin, age, race, gender and other traits. (The profiling appears to run both ways: another study showed that customers tended to leave smaller tips for black servers.)
I could go on against tipping, but let’s leave it at this: it is irrational, outdated, ineffective, confusing, prone to abuse and sometimes discriminatory. The people who take care of us in restaurants deserve a better system, and so do we.

I swear summer isn’t over and I’m going to keep the grilling going far into the fall!
Welcome to the Post-Marinade Era of Grilling
Forget about marinades, at least on the grill.
That may sound like backyard apostasy, since common knowledge holds that grilling and marinating go together like … well, fill in your favorite eternal twosome here. You can’t open a cookbook or look at a restaurant menu without seeing them paired.
It may be due at least partly to the fact that a “tequila marinated grilled flank steak” sounds more enticing that just a plain old steak. But there’s also a well-rehearsed rationale for the partnership.
Marinating, it’s said, not only adds flavor and moisture that will stay with the food through the rigors of the grilling process, but also tenderizes whatever you’re about to put over the coals.
I love these Find. Eat. Drink guys and now they have an NYC trending report in Gotham Magazine. Love.
Find. Eat. Drink Trending Report
Welcome to our bi-monthly Find. Eat. Drink. trending report, highlighting the top five spots where chefs, bartenders, and industry pros are eating and drinking around New York City. READ MORE
Eater LA has Cronuts on the brain!
Although the hybrid croissant-doughnut debuted more than two months ago,Cronut Mania is still very much in full swing. This week’s smattering of in-your-face cronutness includes comedian Jerry Seinfeld enjoying Cronuts with his family, Anthony Bourdain prepping to get intellectual with Cronuts, and Cronut-inspired entrepreneurialism. Here’s what’s new in the world of SoHo’s Dominique Ansel Bakery and Cronut Mania:
More t-shirts!!!
Saturdays Surf NYC
Saturdays. Surf. NYC. All three of these things, when mentioned separately, bring good thoughts into our heads. Put them all together and what do you get? A great line of off-duty tees. The brand makes it its mission to outfit a lifestyle occupied with surfing, living and working in the Big Apple. Even if all that doesn’t appeal to you, the simplicity of their laid back designs surely will. $40
Don’t get me wrong, I WANT to spend $1200 on a pair of jeans…I just can’t do it!
3x1 Denim
Man, a lot went down over the weekend.
You polished off the very last thing on the menu at UMAMIcatessen. Don Draper’s wife sang that crazy French song. Somebody wore the same jeans as you.
[record scratch]
Let’s make sure that last thing doesn’t happen again…
Give a hearty welcome to 3x1, the SoHo-based house of denim finally importing limited-edition quantities to our coast, available now at Barneys and Ron Herman.
If you didn’t hear, a guy from Earnest Sewn opened a fancy SoHo factory last year called 3x1—the kind of place where you can go in and drop $1,200 for a pair of jeans so custom that they pump out the scent of bourbon when you’re feeling sad. Or something.
You still have to go to SoHo for all that, but they came up with some limited-edition jeans to ship this way—just a few slim-but-not-too-slim styles made solely for Los Angeles, in navy blue and light gray. The kind of sleek, unadorned jeans you can dress up with a blazer for a party in the hills, or… dress down with a T-shirt for a party in the hills.
And depending on the style, there are only eight, 12, 16 or 24 pairs made. Which means the odds of another person copying your look are incredibly slim.
But not too slim. Buy them here.
I LOVE the look that these guys have!!!! Yum!!! And they have a tumblr!!
Pushing the Boundaries of Black Style
THE best posts on the style blog Street Etiquette find its principals, Travis Gumbs and Joshua Kissi, in motion. As opposed to the fascistically frozen street-style snaps of The Sartorialist and others, these pictures are styled and plotted fictions but also affecting ones, depicting a pair of young black men taking ownership not just of the body and what goes on it, but also of the environment it moves in. No one ever smiles on Street Etiquette: there’s business to attend to.
Most days, the actual business of Mr. Kissi and Mr. Gumbs takes place in a work-space-cum-clubhouse on Bergen Street in Boerum Hill, Brooklyn. With vintage sweaters hanging from the ceiling and art books lining the walls, this is the nerve center of the Brooklyn Circus, whose flagship store is just a few dozen steps away, and which is a key collaborative partner for Street Etiquette, which began as a basic beautiful-things blog in 2008 but is now one of the foremost online repositories of black style. READ MORE
I love this whole pop-up fad going on. We’ll see how long it lasts but in the meantime, we can check out some of these awesome things. :)
The Big Apple’s Best Rolls into Hollywood: NYC Designers and Artists at Arts & Leisure
Grandma went to New York City and all you got was that stupid T-shirt? You have four weeks to rectify that at Arts & Leisure. A collaboration between Sophomore’s Chrissie Miller and artist Erin Krause, the impossibly cool pop-up shop-slash-exhibition space opening Saturday showcases work from a group of NYC artists and designers that reads like a guest list for the latest secret no-name bar. In the arts department, find limited-edition drawings, posters, books, and zines from the likes of Richard Prince, David Salle, and Terry Richardson. On the fashion front, there are one-of-a-kind Suno skirts crafted from colorful African scarves, Proenza Schouler dresses, Pamela Love baubles, and Sophomore tees. Expect their musically inclined pals (The Misshapes, Paul Sevigny) to DJ events throughout the month with discounts, free booze, and readings by renowned astrologist (and Chrissie’s mom) Susan Miller. Now, if only we could get a decent slice. Arts & Leisure, at Space 15 Twenty, 1520 North Cahuenga Boulevard, between Sunset Boulevard and Selma Avenue, Hollywood (arts-leisure.com).