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King is a restaurant run by three young women from London that seems like it ought to be adorable and lives up to that promise. It should be a very good neighborhood spot but, because there aren't that many restaurants that pretty much nail their proffer, it is sort of a destination lite. Chefs Clare de Boer and Jess Shadbolt worked at River Cafe (and it shows). FOH person Annie Shi was at Clove Club (and it doesn't show so much). The place is a typical West Village* type nice/charming/comfortable but not chi chi space (where Mekong was for a long time, as joethefoodie points out -- but
Admittedly, that's kind of a cheap shot considering I haven't really eaten there, but we have to sell papers somehow and snarky nastiness seems as good a way as any. Last night though, before heading to Infernal Affairs at the Angelika, we ducked in to the former Canteen, now Lure, for a couple drinks and a few tiny plates at the raw bar. Though beautifully presented, compared to the incredibly well-appointed place itself, the food seemed a relative afterthought. Yet if you're a sucker for the understated elegance of the teak, navy and white leather of luxury yachts, as I unreservedly am, then
Emmett's (on the same block of MacDougal in Soho as Rouge et Blanc and whatever's where Provence used to be) presents an interesting case of NYC restaurant audience pathology. It also has enormous personal emotional resonance for me. First, the pathology. Emmett's is a bar-with-pizza, focusing on Chicago-style deep-dish. For some reason, when it opened in February, it became a hot spot. There were three-hour waits. For deep-dish pizza served in a bar. The owners claim to have been shocked by this immediate adulation and not to have particularly wanted it -- and I believe them. They claim