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Unless you're vegetarian, you'd think choosing between three New York strip steaks prepared by an esteemed chef would be a no-lose situation-except maybe for the cow. I'm faced with this carnivore's dilemma at Table 31, Chris Scarduzio and Georges Perrier's Comcast Center extravaganza.
The Wagyu strip, sourced from Boise's Snake River Farm, appears right after a vigilant busser mercifully whisks away the remains of the not-chopped salad. My knife slices into the buttery Yankee-bred Kobe like Michael Phelps through a reflection pool, but soon encounters two inches of telephone-cord sinew. It's painful to have to cut around it, leaving about $14 of scraps on the plate.Speedy servers wearing black sunglasses and white polos bumblebee about the rattan bistro chairs. Here I can see what the buzz is all about. On the hunt for empties, one guy patrols the patio with a pitcher of lemonade, freshly squeezed from the Zumex juicer recycled from Brasserie at Boyd's. When he asks if I'd like a top-up, it's a decision that requires no hesitation.See the full content of this document
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Playing the Numbers
Playing the Numbers
Table 31's a gamble, but the Plaza's a winner.Unless you're vegetarian, you'd think choosing between three New York strip steaks prepared by an esteemed chef would be a no-l...See the full content of this document
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