Café Savoy

Vitezna 124/5, Prague 150 00, Czech Republic • +420 731 136 144 • Website

So famous for its breakfast, you actually need a reservation. Yes, for breakfast. And yes, they take them. And once you take a sip or a bite of just about anything, you get it. 

The café au lait is smooth and silky. The fresh squeezed orange juice would make Floridians swell with pride (granted I doubt the oranges are sourced from there). And the French Breakfast is like an opus on a plate. Scratch that, two plates. On one, you get buttery, flaky croissant perfection, split and stuffed with cheesy, eggy perfection. Sidled up next to a pair of link sausages, grain mustard and an inconsequential, poor excuse for a salad.

But fuck the salad, because the other plate holds a French toast from the gods. An Ultimate on a skillet, soaked to the core with goodness and then topped with macerated apricots and shredded apples, almost as if they were pulled from a strudel and placed on top. Which begs the question, if this is so damn good, why not just get the French Toast. But the genius of this order is that you get the savory and sweet at the same time. And to quote the wisdom of Lionel Richie, “Oh, what a feeling, when you’re dancing on the ceiling!” Granted, you should be careful while you’re up there, because the ceiling is really quite lovely. 

The Stanton Social

99 Stanton St. New York, NY 10002 • (212) 995-0099thestantonsocial.com

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Stanton Social is indeed a scene, so if scenes aren’t your scene, beware. Also beware of the fact that they will likely make you wait over 30 minutes for your table when you have a reservation. Fortunately they have some pretty good cocktails at the bar upstairs. Unfortunately, the upstairs doubles as a second dining room and becomes horribly crowded and unpleasant with all of the overspill from delayed reservations. Oh, and speaking of unpleasant, the hostess up there is ironically very “anti-social” sporting quite the tude on her. Doesn’t seem to understand the restaurant business is a service industry.

Fortunately, once we got to our table the meal was good. Not great mind you. But a very solid showing indeed. My recommendations being the french onion soup dumplings (pictured), which makes me only about the billionth person to praise them, the perogies (also not a shocker, considering droves before me have already blessed them), and last but not least, the Kobe sliders with truffle cheese fondue. Crazy good, and I believe a road less traveled, so check ’em out.

Also noteworthy was the Foie Gras, but not to the degree of the dishes above.

Things to skip IMO; the crab cakes, the bruschetta and the meatballs. Trust me, your mouth deserves better.

Prices are reasonable by NYC standards. The anemic number of bathrooms however, isn’t so reasonable.

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