The setting: Center of the food hall. Very fast-casual. Very not unbusy. The occasion: It’s breakfast or lunch and something like fruit just sounds terrible. The look: A bright, marble-filled room with an open kitchen that you’ll later daydream of living inside. The provisions: A fried-chicken biscuit or sandwich. Possibly a whole bird and some succotash. Definitely a Chicken Beer. It’s not actually called that, but they call it that, which is nice of them.
The setting: At the end of the hall with a to-go window and a really-nice-for-a-burger-joint dining room. The occasion: Post-work dinners. Predinner snacks. Tuesdays. The look: Dimly lit and inviting, with a long zigzaggy bar. And burgers. Those are simply everywhere. The provisions: That famous double cheeseburger, twice-fried fries and either one of the two beers made specifically to pair with the burger. Or one of four wines on tap.