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breaking
Frank Bruni Leaving the Restaurant Beat
New York Times restaurant critic Frank Bruni—the most powerful man in food, in his own way—is leaving the restaurant beat to become a writer-at-large for the NYT magazine. This memo just went out: More » -
times shuffle
Times's Healy Moves From Campaign to Broadway
The New York Times fraternity of gay political reporters is losing a member, Patrick Healy, to (where else?) the Broadway beat, Portfolio reports. Healy becomes the latest campaign reporter to get as far away from politics as possible following an election. And we now have to wonder now if he was the source of this quote in Out's unveiling of the gays covering the campaign:"'I think that the theater of politics is of real interest to political reporters,' says one of them. 'And a lot of gay reporters are theater junkies as well.'" More » -
media
A Broken Media Looks Back At The Campaign
Now is the time when campaign reporters file their last, wistful dispatches of this hellbound two-year horse race. There is an absolute mess of these things! They all serve to fill space on the final, news-free days of the campaign, and also to remind readers of the invaluable role that the true heroes—political reporters—play in our democracy. We've slogged through the morass of remembrances today in order to answer the meta-question that really matters: what did this campaign mean to the media? More » -
frank bruni
Bruni Needs Braaiiiinnnnnnssss
Cosmopolitan Times restaurant critic Frank Bruni: "Taste is personal. For instance, I love the texture and consistency of lamb hearts, and for some reason the idea that they’re hearts doesn't bother me emotionally or intellectually — doesn't give me any pause. I love the custard-like richness of brain, though I admit that for some reason I have to make a bit of an effort to edit out my consciousness (and I’m not making a cute joke here) that it’s brain I’m eating." Fine, just put down the knife and we'll bring you whatever you want. [NYT] -
michael's
Frank Bruni Is Not Scared To Say The Food At Michael's Sucks
The ultimate confluence of a prestige media restaurant reviewer and prestige media restaurant has finally occurred: Frank Bruni has reviewed Michael's for the Times. At this point we should skip all the background, because those who don't appreciate the import of this moment will never be invited to Michael's anyhow. Suffice it to say that the city's most famous critic visited its most famous media power lunch spot, and, in a blinding flash of meta-media honesty, declared that it sucks big time: More » -
from the mailbag
"Enough with dancing mushrooms and asparagus parfaits."
I received this mysterious message yesterday (subject line: "Critical Condition") from someone who must have thought it very important, because it was sent via Blackberry at almost midnight. The sender's identity is unknown. The only clues are a strong animosity towards exclusive noodle bar Momofuku, a disdain for Times restaurant critic Frank Bruni, and an intimate knowledge of cancer doctors, all rolled up in a jet-set lifestyle and finished with (I'm guessing) about a fifth of Jim Beam. What does it all mean? Please reveal yourself, imperious drunken stranger! The full message for you to analyze, after the jump. More » -
frank bruni
How Not To Charm A Restaurant Critic
Frank Bruni is pissed! The New York Times' omnipotent restaurant critic (pictured) today reviews a new Tribeca restaurant named Ago, which is owned in part by actor Robert De Niro. And Bruni's experience there is proof for the entire restaurant business that no matter how popular, expensive, or exclusive your place is, it is still quite possible to receive a terrible review if you act like an idiot. Please: Learn some lessons from Ago's fiasco. Here is what not to do when your restaurant is being reviewed:
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how things work
Who Does Frank Bruni Have to Blow for a Reservation at Momofuku Ko?
Momofuko Ko is, as NYT food critic Frank Bruni tells us, "a new restaurant from David Chang, and David Chang is at this point the New York restaurant world's equivalent of Tiger Woods or Roger Federer." It has 12 seats. Their democratic Web 2.0 booking system requires everyone—yes, everyone—to go online at 10 a.m. and make reservations for the limited number of seats available that week. We love the idea. No calling Graydon Carter's office for a chance at the Waverly: here's the one place in New York where your precious connections and friends can't get you preferential treatment over the slobbering masses lining up for their share of the fancy chow-time. More » -
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diets
Fat Food Critic Has Death Wish
Did you know that people who write about food for a living tend to be fatties? It's true! Except for the Times' dreamy James Bond of gastronomy, Frank Bruni. The point is that some food critics have realized that scarfing down daily heapings of pork bellies and passing it off as a professional expense is no guarantee they won't keel over from a heart attack, and is a guarantee they will have a hard time seeing their own genitals. Even pork-loving wild man Mario Batali is threatening to start exercising! By chasing a greased sow in his Crocs, perhaps. But even while some of the wiser gluttons are easing back, says the Times, their stupider brethren—embodied by one man—just can't stop with the sausage: More » -
eating out
Times restaurant critic (and the man I'd fourth most like to have lunch with before I go to London) Frank Bruni (first, Baryshnikov; second, my boss Choire; third, my own father) likes himself some Ssam Bar as best restaurant of 2007 (though as Eater mentions, it is really a 2006 affair. Allen & Delancey, Soto, Anthos and Insieme made the cut. FR.OG was among the worst. Ditto Wakiya. [NYT] -
the way to a man's heart
New York Times restaurant critic Frank Bruni is "a sucker for overpriced candles," is currently obsessed with Travis' second album, The Man Who, and loves the New England Pats. Also! Sometimes he eats baguettes so hard that "I sometimes have to change my shirt afterward because of the jam stains." Mignon! [Refinery 29] -
underdiners
Is Sean Wilsey Frank Bruni's Underminer?
For those eight party people who read the Times Book Review this weekend, you might have seen Sean Wilsey, the creator of Oh Glory of It All and less gloriously ofohtheglory.com, wrote a review of Phoebe Damrosch's first book "Service Included. It's a memoir of Phoebe's stint at Per Se, Thomas Keller's triple-starred restaurant in the city. Wilsey quotes Orwell; he rambles on. And then there's a section about Times restaurant critic Frank Bruni that, if it were true, would be seriously underminery. More » -
frank bruni
Times restaurant critic Frank Bruni really really really really didn't like Harry Cipriani, the mainstay of the Cipriani restaurant empire. He gave it no stars and used words like "robbery," "generic," and "confused" in his review. He also used phrases like "sexual harrassment" "highway robbery" and "bizarre mix of indulgence and deprivation." We're only disappointed that perverse and often baffling" didn't make the cut. [NYT] -
meouch
New York Times restaurant critic (and totally self-appointed head language bitch on campus of us all!) Frank Bruni so rightly rails against the "semantic pox" of restaurantspeak today. Examples: The use of the first person singular ("How are we enjoying the quail?"); the overusage of "enjoy" ("How are we enjoying the quail?"); and pleonastic phrases such as "Pardon my reach." [NYT] -
eating out
Times restaurant boy Frank Bruni has a knack for straddling the line between needlessly erotic and erotically needless turns of phrase. "Anytime Anne Burrell gets near hot oil, I want to be around," he writes of Centro's chef in today's one-star review. The last time Bruni was in the company of potentially oil-slathered women though he couldn't resist quoting Diana Ross and checking his Blackberry. [NYT] -
the chick lit wars
Jennifer Weiner Wants To Have Her Cake And Eat It Too
One of the things about being a stay-at-home writer is that you have perhaps a little bit too much time to peruse and write blogs! We were reminded of this by chick lit author Jennifer Weiner's rant in the comments of the Times' 'Paper Cuts' blog, which she continued on over at her own blog 'Snark Spot' (really). She has a bone to pick with an author who'd yearningly mentioned her books' consistent presence on bookstore shelves. "Be careful what you wish for, oh shelfmate o' mine! If you wrote chick lit—provided it was any good—you would indeed find your books on the shelf of most every store. But your books would not be reviewed twice by the Times." More » -
to russia with love
Remember when we wondered what sugardaddy was flying Times restaurant critic Frank Bruni to Moscow first-class? Neither do we! But in case you were wondering, Bruni was on his way to write a piece for Men's Vogue about wanting to be an astronaut. [Men's Vogue] -
the ultimate nitpick
New York Times restaurant critic Francis Bruni one-stars Gemma in the Bowery Hotel today. (We said it was like TGIFridays mixed with the set of "8 1/2" with a nod to the boudoir scene in "When Doves Cry.") Salient Bruni-isms include, "Gemma loves candles the way Liberace did," and that it's "a cheat sheet of a restaurant whose proprietors take fewer risks than a hurricane-insurance agent in Nebraska." Well, according to FEMA—which has declared 35 disasters mostly having to do with severe storms in Nebraska in the past 48 years—Gemma should be pretty dang experimental. But we see his point. -
still crazy after all these years
Jeffrey Chodorow To Donate Some Or Zero Dollars To Conservation International
Today Jeffrey Chodorow, the priapic owner of many a poorly reviewed restaurant, placed another ad in the New York Times Dining section. (He had previously taken out a full pager impugning critic Frank Bruni's motives in panning Kobe Club.) Today's ad was in response to Bruni's one-star review of Wild Salmon. It was written on "letterhead" in a generic "handwriting" font. More » -
success stories
'Restaurant Girl' Claws Her Way From Blogger To Food Critic
Danyelle Freeman, food blogger Restaurant Girl, has been tapped to become the New York Daily News' next food critic. As many an Eater commenter has remarked, the only problem is that Freeman—an alumna of both Harvard and Duke, as she notes on her website—can't write. She cadges free meals from PR people—and she's oft-photographed and therefore never incognito. She also closes her correspondence with, "Until we eat again." She can be thought of as the Julia Allison of the food world: Cheaply attractive, ethically limber and relentlessly successful. More » -
eat the rich
Rich, Drunk And Out Of Control Diners
This morning, Times food scribe Frank Bruni took on the troubling yet completely understandable—maybe even great?—sociological phenomenon of rich patrons at nice restaurants getting completely faced on wine that costs as much as your monthly paycheck and then doing stupid-awesome things like screwing in bathrooms and stripping in dining rooms. More » -
critical perspective
Yet more analysis of Ratatouille: Frank Bruni examines whether the food critic Anton Ego is an accurate portrayal of his profession. Answer: Sort of! Except Bruni's office isn't coffin-shaped. [Diner's Journal/NYT] -
nice work if you can get it
Who's flying Times restaurant critic Frank Bruni to Moscow first class? [NYT]
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matter of taste
Frank Bruni gets seriously manhandled in Dan Savage's latest column. [Savage Love]
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directories
Where To Find Your Favorite 'Times' Journalists In The New Building
Now that every department at the New York Times has moved into the new building, you're probably wondering where everyone has gone! So let's go floor-by-floor, shall we? And as we work our way up, we'll see who really matters in the Times organization. More » -
bridezillas
Why Brides Become Bridezillas
Say you want to have one of those low-stress, non-Bridezilla weddings. You know: Your high school pal serves as the rabbi, your fave gay whips up a nice chuppah, and everybody just shows up and has a ball. If you're Times deputy editor for online journalism Ariel Kaminer, you even hire a pal to do the catering—his very first wedding job! Except your caterer, one Montgomery Knott, the hipster-genius behind MonkeyTown in Williamsburg and member of Stars Like Fleas, went and got arrested on Friday, the day before the wedding. It was for a "bench warrant that shouldn't have been a bench warrant" said Mr. Knott this afternoon by phone, somewhat cryptically. "Apparently Brooklyn arrests more people than any other bureau." (Um, GOOD.) So he did his 20 hours—which plunged the wedding into the sort of chaos that forced Times restaurant critic Frank Bruni to bartend, with Times chief art critic Michael Kimmelman as his bar back. Still the "candied bacon balls" were sorta tasty, guests said. They were like gobstoppers... made of bacon? -
food fights
Balthaczar Keith McNally and Times restaurant critic Frank Bruni are at it again. This time McNally takes issue with Bruni's friendship with Ed Levine, a food author. McNally is getting crazier by the minute! [Eater] -
gossip roundup
Paris Hilton Cries Out To Barbara Walters
- Paris Hilton called Barbara Walters collect from jail, kicking off her campaign of image rehabilitation with confessions like "I used to act dumb. That act is no longer cute." Omg, it was all an act! [ABC] More »
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feuds
Frank Bruni Doesn't Want Your Criticism
This morning, 1,000-year-old Cindy Adams responded to a jibe Frank Bruni stuck into his New York Times review last week of Katz's Deli in which he noted that the restaurant had been around since 1888, "longer than Cindy Adams." Har! And she responded in kind:LAST week the New Yorker immortal ized me. Everybody mentioned it. Last week the restaurant critic of our city's broadsheet shpritzed me. Even typesetters mustn't read Mr. Bruno, or whatever his name is, because nobody mentioned it. He wasn't critiqueing star chef Eric Ripert's Le Bernardin, the town's Number One restaurant, or owner Sirio Maccioni's Le Cirque, the world's most famous restaurant. Somewhere between sauerkraut and pastrami he said Katz's Deli opened 1888, which was even "before Cindy Adams." It's actually a funny line. Someday I'll have to read him - or let my dogs pour over him.
But it's unlikely anyone will be discussing this in the comments section on Bruni's blog. On a New York Times internal wiki's page, "General Guidelines for Approving Reader Comments on Blogs," there are the rules you'd expect: no profanity, nothing "grossly off topic," English only, that sort of thing. But then there's a special section about Frank Bruni's blog Diner's Journal. More » -
boys will be boys
Is McNally's Allegation of Bruni Sexism Sexist?
Balthazar and Pastis owner and possible presidential candidate Keith McNally added further flame to his feud with New York Times restaurant critic Frank Bruni when the Dining section printed McNally's passive-aggressive letter to the paper today. We've already posted the draft, but the published version emphasizes the point that even William Grimes, "the last male restaurant reviewer for The New York Times," gave more stars to chick chefs. But in his femiladyist comparison, McNally neglects to mention any of the Times's female restaurant critics (Mimi Sheraton, Ruth Reichl, Marian Burros). Does McNally think only men can be sexist? There's a complicated word for that, isn't there? -
the trouble with critics
Join The Bruni Cause—Or The Bruni Effect
A whorl of unanswerable questions have been encircling the hardbody of New York Times restaurant critic Frank Bruni. Keith McNally accused him of lady-hating. Phallic restaurateur Jeffrey Chodorow accused him of pettiness. Now The Observer's Chris Shott accuses him of influence. Shott claims restaurants live or die by the Bruni review, a charge which Bruni accurately denies. More » -
sour grapes and convenient femiladyism
Frank Bruni Hates Ladies, Claims Crazy McNally
Keith McNally and his new restaurant Morandi were recently on the business end of Times restaurant critic Frank Bruni's bitch stick. So McNally did what all powerhouse restaurateurs seem to be doing recently in the wake of a harsh negging by Bruni—go totally postal. Jeffrey Chodorow, when his ghastly Kobe Club was flayed, claimed personal persecution; but McNally is of a savvier cloth. In what can only be termed a manifesto, published today on Eater, McNally claims that Bruni doesn't just hate Morandi, but hates all women. More » -
their master's voice
Recognizing Frank Bruni's Voice
Restaurateurs take note! Come Sunday, the voice of Times restaurant critic Frank Bruni—that soufflé of mystery!—will gain greater exposure beyond whatever radio station plays the Times stuff. (We don't think our AM band goes down that low, so we wouldn't know.) Now the former Rome political correspondent has given his Stentorian voice to a slideshow that accompanies his piece about Apuglia. As the National Center for Voice and Speech writes, "voices are as distinctive as our faces—no two are exactly alike." So what should concerned chefs listen for if they want to ID the Bruni? More » -
the pop-culturizing of criticism
What's Dark, Bald and Drives Frank Bruni Nuts?
Yes, it's Max Brenner, the wacky Israeli chocolate place-entity that invaded New York a while back. Only a Jewish mother or a Catholic gay could venture into a sweet chocolate wonderland and return so concerned. But sure—there is no surprise in the fact that Max Brenner is a gimmicky shitty crapshow, whose chocolate isn't even that great. Still it's a handy spot, because it gives the Times restaurant critic an excuse to bitch and make Willy Wonka references, two of his favorite things. But what's next—reviewing a McDonaldland playground in the Bronx? The search for the best Dunkin' Donuts? Defining the boundaries of high and low culture in critic-land is gonna get increasingly more difficult. More » -
frank bruni
Bruni Brutalizes Morandi
New York Times restaurant critic Frank Bruni one-stars Keith McNally's new Morandi with a review notable for its level and venomous prolixity. If this is how he describes something as good, it's a super thing that he doesn't have children, unless you believe that article about the inverse power of praising kids, in which case it's a "desperate inconveniently hokey insane uncomfortable odd hackneyed" thing that he doesn't have children. Let's break it all down by word choice! More » -
frank bruni
Frank Bruni Expects To Die At The Table
Still giddy from three starring Esca, Times restaurant critic Frank Bruni tackles the hot topic of the Heimlich Maneuver. After interviews with professionals around the city (including Vicki Freeman, co-owner of Cookshop, Five Points and Provence) the conclusion is this: If you start choking in a restaurant, you're so screwed. "It seems that most workers haven't taken even some hour-long tutorial, though they're around that poster enough, several managers said, that they've probably paused, read the instructions and committed them to memory." That is to say, either they'll be squeezing you like a this or sprinting off to find whatever godforsaken hinterland to which the Heimlich poster has been remanded. Our advice: Find the nearest chair and slam yourself into it solar plexus first. More » -
new york observer
The 'New York Observer' At The Four Seasons
The significance of holding last night's party to celebrate the New York Observer and its new website at the Four Seasons restaurant was intentional, obvious, and not at all lost on anyone. Despite its recent Frank Bruni demotion to two New York Times stars, the restaurant remains the symbolic and probably actual center of New York old-guard media power. After so many years of playing gadfly to the media, politics, and real estate elite of this city, the Observer and its boy-owner and his advisers chose to make a very specific sort of statement. More » -
frank bruni
East Village EU v. Brussels EU
When New York Times restaurant critic Frank Bruni walked into the troubled East Village restaurant EU recently, he entered a fractious arena, one rife with history, short on harmony and big with promise. Beset by liquor license woes, chef woes, a flood, EU seemed born under a bad sign. But with a new chef and all liquored up, EU was emerging finally from its dark period and the question on everybody's mind was: Would Bruni stick a no-star nail into the coffin? He didn't. Brundle, in a rather generous review today, hailed chef Akhatar Nawab's menu but bemoaned the general unevenness of the experience, "its atmosphere can be infectiously lively or insufferably chaotic." So Bruni one-starred it. But how does EU the restaurant compare to its namesake, The European Union? More » -
wild salmon
Wild Salmon: Chodorow Does Fish
In the same cavernous space that held the inappropriately named English is Italian (turns out English is the New Failure), Jeffrey Chodorow's newest restaurant Wild Salmon opens to the public today, Good Friday. Last night, So-So Thursday, we tried it out. It seems to be a Chodorow signature these days to have weird whatnots hanging from the ceiling. Instead of Kobe Club's swords, Wild Salmon features a school of 249 copper injection-mold salmon hanging by fishing line from the ceiling. Caught in the wild race upstream, the mildly abstracted fish bring to mind gilded spermatazoa. One is surprised not to find a giant ovum on one end of the restaurant. More » -
restaurants
Chodorow v. Bruni: The Rematch
Restaurateur Jeffrey Chodorow and Times food critic Frank Bruni have mad cow beef. Think of it as Suge Knight v. P. Diddy without guns or any sort of street cred. Ever since Bruni flayed Choad's Kobe Club, the two have been in a cat fight—well, mostly it's been Choad on Brundle, with the latter disdaining the former. But Chodorow is opening up Wild Salmon on April 6th, the latest avatar in the space where English is Italian died the death of a thousand cuts. There's a new (unheard of) chef from Seattle, Charles Ramseyer—and a chance for the feud to dissolve! On the other hand, there's the chance for it to escalate, something we would love to see. Bruni has three options: love it, hate it, ignore it. Each action has its own opposite and not at all equal reaction. Here's our quick flow chart explaining. More »


























