2001 October | Goodies First

Oct 30

St. John

Badass Britannia. Or something like that. Stark, traditional, and
consequently radical. I asked for something spendy, moderately trendy and
decidedly un-New York, and I got it. Somehow I don't feel right detailing it
with flourish.

Chitterlings, faggots, rarebit, treacle, bone marrow, eel…potted pigs
head–it is "Nose
to Tail Eating" after all. While reveling in little morsels of rabbit
offal on toast, James was freaking over what he perceived to be a table of
nazis. Yes, they were German, creepily Aryan and did seem to relish the odd
bits of meat, but that doesn't necessarily mean there's a secret after hours
club for dining on human flesh. Though that would add an interesting
dimension to the establishment.

St. John * 26 St. John
Street, EC1, London, England

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Oct 29

Savoy

1/2

Tea for two in London. A tourist cliche? So what. I'm a sucker for tiny
sandwiches and pastries. And who could resist a mound of clotted cream, for
goodness sake. If you're going to partake in stereotypical English fare,
you'd better do it right and The Savoy does it in grand style. Trompe l'oeil
walls, silver tiered trays, squishy velvet couches and the like. Some would
say garish, and they'd be right. It's the dead opposite of St. John.

TheSavoy
* Strand, WC2, London, England

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Oct 19

Odeon

1/2

I think that this is one of those big in the '80 places, not that I would
know first hand, as I was a youngster back then, and nowhere involved with
the NYC dining scene or any scene, for that matter. This was a James
suggestion, something about the $30.01 restaurant week deal, and as we're
supposed to be supporting Tribeca and all that, it seemed fitting enough.
Actually, I wanted to go to Le Zinc so we put our names on both lists.
Unfortunately for me, the half vs. one hour wait at Odeon got James his
wish.

Not that anything was wrong with the meal. It was perfectly pleasant, I
didn't even mind waiting in the bar, there were even seats. Who needs the
crammed Le Zinc and their ungodly wait. A passed-out girl was being revived
by paramedics when we arrived. Probably overexertion from standing and
waiting so long. I went all simple and got the 1/2 roast chicken with mashed
potatoes and spinach, started with a frisee salad (can't resist anything
with lardons in it) and all was good and well.

Earlier James had been going on about wanting apple pie, and I didn't
figure Odeon would serve it. But when the dessert menu came 'round it just
happened to be on the list, immediately followed by the waitress warning
they were out of the apple pie. What were the odds? I went all-American
(well, not quite as American as apple pie) and split the hot fudge sundae.

Odeon * 145 W. Broadway, New York, NY

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