carbone

"i don't even ask for other peoples suggestions anymore because it will make me judge them thereafter...."

"i never ask servers for their opinions on dishes because you know they've never had it, they have no clue what they're talking about, or they're just trying push some leftover protein they turned into a special for the day"

italian american cuisine turned into a hot spot with tuxedo'd machismo servers and an overpriced godfather ambiance...makes for cliche's all day.  high finance, jews ordering salami flowers and meatballs....drooling at the caesar salad made in front of you and turning around to sneak glimpses of the hookers at the nighboring tables...the family style spread is always too much, it's always a bit darker than you'd like because you always want another drink...its loud, its' bustling, its not quite the club like lavo....and it's not quite the old school nostalgia like raos.  its right in the middle of douchebag soho.  AMAZING.