I knew a kid in high school whose last name was “Benoit.” First name Rick. Ricky Benoit. In Dallas, Texas, that French, foreign last name made him seem VERY sophisticated to me. I’ve since learned that French doesn’t always equate to “fabulous,” but France often does. Alain Ducasse’s newish Manhattan brasserie, Benoit, has suffered through [...]
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I am not always enamored of French cuisine or even the beloved brasserie aesthetic because they too easily lend themselves to a kind of snobbery that does not a good side dish with moules frites make. And mediocrity on either the French food or décor front is usually worse than mediocrity in any other gastronomic milieu. But, you can’t argue [...]
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