Against all odds, you’re starting to want to come to… 57th Street.
We know, we know.
But really: Betony, Quality Italian—not too shabby.
And hey, now there’s this…
Bid glad tidings to Kingside, a grand old (new) Midtown hotel restaurant from Marc Murphy (he of
Landmarc/Ditch Plains/television). It’s open as we speak.
Clients. Partners. Dates. That’s who you’ll impress here. And you’ll impress them with tan leather
corner nooks (the dates, anyway) and awe-inspiring pans of two-man ribeye and marrowbone.
For your ideal evening, follow these steps:
1. Log some time at the bar. You saw it through the 20-foot-tall window, and it’s even better on the
inside (most bars are). Get familiar with the Cali Swizzle, a warming mixture of rum, cinnamon,
cardamom, orange, pineapple and bitters. Drink this. Then advance…
2. … past the black-and-white tile walls, room-length banquettes and chalkboards in the middle room. This section feels more
correct for lunch. And lunch is great, but tonight…
3. … sit at a) one of those seductive corner booths we mentioned or b) the big, bright kitchen counter.
Eat roasted scallops and double rib veal chop.
