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Yep, it's a bad choice of name in that respect.

If you can't get into Foxface any more, consider Rosella about a two minute walk downtown from there, opposite the park. Sleek, snug, sushi-but-not-just-sushi; interesting beverage list where the largest categories (by the bottle) are orange wine and sake. I was treated to a massive omakase there, almost the whole menu. I think I shared four rolls and ate six pieces of nigiri. All fine (and they could tell you where the fish were from) and the Texas wagyu nigiri was unexpected. But to my surprise, the dishes that made an impact were from other parts of the menu. An excellent bluefish ceviche with coconut milk, corn and corn nuts, and an amazingly good salad (endive, pickled green strawberry, avocado, ginger dressing). Wine freely poured throughout. I especially like their "own brand" 2022 As if Wines Rosella Orange Pet Nat and the 2021 Ryme Cellars "hers" Vermentino. Great service. Oh, and Foxface is known to them of course, and they speak well of it. They were also excited about Bar Miller, opening any day now around the corner on East 6th.

That is spot on. I still smile at the bartender springing out to be the sommelier.

Unexpectedly, I have an orange from which juice can be extracted. This is my chance to try cocktails that require OJ. Orange Blossom is an obvious place to start. Must do more research.

I am sensitive to loud music while dining, but I hardly noticed it.

I was looking at preparing salt cod for tonight, then I remembered I had been invited to dinner. Chore postponed.

As I read that coverage, it is surely a lower price point and more casual than Les Trois Chevaux.

There was also Pure Hell.

Angie Mar, she certainly doesn't stop trying. More on Le B. here.

It's a pity the New Yorker didn't publish her review in its entirety in the print edition. A long-form specialist hired by a magazine known for long-form content that is now chopping her up into bite-size pieces. Not literally, I mean.

Arguably, you need to be adventurous to take dinner from a hatchet-wielding extrovert in a truck parked in the Bronx.

They are a funk band. See how helpful I can be?

Your point is very well taken. I still have trouble shaking free of the Le Bernardin paradigm. My daughter suggests, not unreasonably, that he trimmed the rating because diners need to be "adventurous." If so, I'm not sure he's right. Unadventurous diners could do well on cold and hot fish and tame versions of the pasta.

Engaged in a potlatch just now at my local produce store. I select a judicious number of lemons and limes. The guy says, you need more than that, and adds a bunch more to my bag. He asks for $2, the price of what I had originally chosen. I press $4 on him. He accepts. Then gives me an orange. Fortunately we stopped before I had given him $50 and he had loaded all his produce into a cart for me.

Congratulations should go without saying. But here's the point I have been making in private for several weeks in anticipation of this review. I don't say Superiority Burger should have two stars; I don't even say Foxface should have four (although the food and wine deserve it). But having them both at three stars makes the star system look silly. An outcome Wells may relish, of course.

@mongo Skip breakfast and lunch.

Yes. Much as we respect the vegan burgers down the street. I could write a detailed review of that review and maybe I will. Some weird stuff. Rosner understood it much better.

They became a ... stadium band.

Oh, that is different from the UK.

I don't think there's any disagreement. After its very early stages, the UK punk scene morphed from something very like the New York punk scene into a loud, intolerant, macho scene. It happened very fast. And I expect you get the equivalent US crowd at the kinds of Clash concerts you're talking about.

Yep. Nice little summary here: https://www.punk77.co.uk/groups/suicide.htm#:~:text=While by 1978 the band,In Plymouth The Nazis... Interesting to think that in a few years bands consisting solely of guys with synthesizers would be common. Suicide (and Kraftwerk) way ahead of their time.

Could have avoided trouble by (1) calling the book The Masters of Rock and (2) not saying stupid stuff. Hard to argue that Joni Mitchell, Nina Simone or James Brown should be in a book with that title. I am also wondering whether he ever interview Black or woman musicians in any case.

I don't even remember reading interviews by Wenner in Rolling Stone, assuming that's where they were published. And I was a regular reader in the 1970s. Maybe these came later.

I do like "menu as menagerie."

Very, very intolerant audiences following that generation of punk bands.