All my life, I have been pegged as a “soft skills” person. Which is a polite way of identifying that I’m not proficient in trigonometry or swimming away from sharks. The truth is, my skills extend no further than matters of the heart and the stomach - romance, friendship, choosing a restaurant, eating, roasting the occasional chicken, and the display of human feelings. This can be credited in part to years of watching Flavor Of Love, Room Raiders, and NEXT, working at The Infatuation, and simply being a child of divorce.
But now that dating, eating, drinking, and pretty much everything else happens under very specific pandemic conditions, I’m here to fuse my emotional intelligence with tailored restaurant recommendations, all in hopes of helping you navigate New York City’s dining conundrums. Whether you want to order takeout for your roommate who’s moving out because she hates you, celebrate a birthday with your precocious 8-year-old son, or just get your hands on a f*cking prosciutto sandwich, I’m here to assist.
It’s March, Covid vaccines seem more like a reality and less like a news headline, and one sunny warm day has fooled us all into thinking that we can once again resume our (masked) lives outside again. This month I wrote about the strategy behind choosing the least cringeworthy place for a first date near Penn Station, and how to introduce a brand new puppy to the world of outdoor dining in NYC.
If you have a hyper-specific question you want to ask in regards to your 7,000 other dining-based anxieties, go ahead. Email firstname.lastname@example.org. You might appear in our next NYC dining advice column.
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