NYC might be going down the toilet, but it doesn’t take a Yale scholar to realize that nearby New Haven, Connecticut has been sprucing itself up and actually going a bit more upscale. To show off their assets, the city just sent a bunch of us press whores down for its first ever Restaurant Week of compulsive gorging, and I came back happily looking like a Herman Melville character.
Among the gastronomic highlights:
*Louis’ Lunch, where they allegedly served the country’s first burger, and still sell it on toast with no ketchup or mustard! (Sneak in condiments at your own risk.)
*Caseus Fromagerie and Bistro, where they were frantically prepping for “the pre-Thanksgiving cheese rush.” (It’s like a dairy version of what happened to Washington Mutual, but much more financially beneficial all around.)
*Willoughby’s, where I defy you to dislike–or to spell–the Ethiopian Yrgacheffe
*The Cupcake Truck, which can drive up to my mouth anytime
*And Frank Pepe’s, where the waitress correctly told our insatiable group, “Three medium pizzas won’t be enough!”
The gay bars? I’ll save both of them for the column.
This article from the Village Voice Archive was posted on November 20, 2008