This week’s review is of Alder, Wylie Dufresne’s new restaurant in the East Village, where I found the platonic ideal of clam chowder — lean but incredibly silky, full of flavor — with a particularly delicious trick up its sleeve.
Photographer Dominic Perri took so many excellent photos at the restaurant, it seemed a shame to show you only one. See the rest after the jump.
“I’m a good novelist and I’ll get better. I’ve found my calling and if I have my way I’ll be turning out books for the next half-century, books that will blow people away. But right now all I want is to be read.”
“You don’t have to try at all to be a racist. It’s a little coiled clot of venom lurking there in all of us, white and black, goy and Jew, ready to strike out when we feel embattled, belittled, brutalized.”
“Jewish children in years to come may live much like my parents, with a subtle but consuming sense of dread. America could yet turn out to be not so different from the Old World my grandparents fled.”