Sunday, January 18, 2009

NYC Restaurant Week Has Officially Begun!

... and guess where I'm going today, guys? Just guess!'re going to be very jealous....



Yes, that's right. After confirming and re-confirming my 5:30 reservation at Jean-Georges Vongerichten's contemporary American restaurant Perry Street late last week (had a change of heart and canceled at Aquavit Cafe when I read that IKEA does better Swedish Meatballs, and if you want the real deal Scandinavian Food, go to their flagship, not the cafe), I stumbled out of bed this morning at 5:00 a.m. only to say, "Ooooooooooooooooooooooowwwwwwwwwww!"

What else can you say when you bite down on your mouth after enduring a terrifying root canal on Wednesday and you now realize that your tooth is either infected or was just a plain old hack job to begin with and your nerves still need plucking? Let me tell you something about searing pain. This was, well.... searing pain. Burning, aching, flash of lightning bolt pain that persisted for over an hour, all from closing my mouth the wrong way. Wtf, Dr. Le Chiffre?*

I decided that, 1): Given how cold it is today, my teeth would chatter uncontrollably, making me prone to another incident like this morning, 2): Perry Street would not receive a favorable report, no matter how excellent their food was if my tooth flared up, 3): If my boyfriend and I actually made it to the restaurant, we would break up over something really stupid, like him trying to explain the finer points of Big Trouble in Little China to me while I was in pain, causing me to scream in agony - and him thinking I was screaming over it being a bad movie, instead of it being because of my tooth, and 4): I also didn't want to be blacklisted from any 1-Michelin star establishments.

So, after consulting with my boyfriend (he agreed with the aforementioned scenarios, especially number 3....

"What's the matter with Big Trouble in Little China?"

"Nothing's wrong with it, I was using it as an example-- to illustrate a conversation we might have that could go wrong given my delicate state."

".... so you're not saying that you don't like the movie?"

"I'm not saying anything!")

... I called Perry Street and cancelled my reservation. The gentleman couldn't have been nicer. He said he hoped to see us soon, and actually told me that NYC Restaurant Week wasn't a big deal for Perry Street. "We're doing that same menu throughout the year now. It's $35. (Check out the menu here; click: "Perry Street," then "Menus," then "Winter Promotion." Damn Flash.) Come in when you're feeling better, it'll still be around!"

I felt a little better.

Here's hoping my tooth is fixed so I can still check out Jo Jo, The Bar Room at the Modern, and Anthos!

*I gave Dr. Le Chiffre a fake name in case people actually read this blog and what I wrote was considered libel or slander. Imagine his name was actually Le Chiffre, though-- The doctor would be like, "Are you in pain?" And I would be like, "A little. But I won't consider myself to be in trouble until I start weeping blood."


  1. Don't you hate it when that kind of thing happens over a long weekend? Hope you're feeling better now.

    Also, I know you have personal reasons for making Big Trouble in Little China your whipping boy, but you should really sit down and watch it already. John Carpenter synthesized a Hollywood variant on Hong Kong cinema 10 years before the rest of the industry started doing the same thing, and infused it with political commentary (a critique of America as swaggering-but-clueless global power that has yet to go out of style) to boot. If you appreciate nothing else, Kurt Russell is really, really funny in it.

  2. Ack!
    I am so sorry!
    Though I can totally see your boyfriend saying all of that!
    I hope you feel better soon, so you can hit a couple of RW restaurants!

  3. Awww, thanks guys. Just seeing 'You have comments' made me feel all warm and fuzzy. Maybe even enough to watch "BTILC" - someday.

  4. Goodness, I'm so sorry to hear that. Hope you feel better soon! This reminds me of a similar misfortune that I had last month, when I hit my right hand REALLY hard on a random chunk of metal while I was running through the rain. Not only was it excruciatingly painful (my finger still hurts) but I had a reservation at Momofuku Ko the next day. I decided to go anyway, but I have to say I wish I had been able to move my fingers without pain!