[Pink Pig Time Machine by Wilfrid: December 12, 2016]
My diary let me down this week. Several blank pages, and a sad lack of insight into what went wrong with a meal at March. "Disappointing tasting menu at March" is all I know.
Remember March? For several years, it had been one of my exemplary Manhattan restaurants, alongside JoJo, Café Boulud, and San Domenico. Expensive, but not four star-expensive, plush, comforting, and reliably good.
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