Sure, food is great, but sex is what really gets our readers’ attention.
Or at least that’s what the two comments on Robb Walsh’s latest review would lead us to believe:
Dear Mr. Walsh,
You are a fraud. Not your restaurant critiques, those have always been spot on. I have tried multiple joints you recommended and have been in culinary heaven in every instance. I am calling you out because it seems that each of your articles have you cavorting about various eating establishments with a different beautiful lady each week. I hereby call your journalistic credentials into question and demand an investigation. And, secondarily, should you prove to not be a fraud, I demand a new book detailing how you manage to surround yourself with beautiful women all the time.
-- Comment by Nathan Liles — June 14, 2007 @ 01:22PM
You wrote: ""If steak is an exotic dancer, then this is her topless bar — Bob's." Too sleazy?"
Maybe not, at least as far as keeping up with current standards. There's a restaurant in Manhattan called Robert's Steak House, named after Bob Guccione, of Penthouse magazine fame. The chef is well-established, and they are supposed to have some of the best steaks in the city (the New York Times reviewed the food favorably ("Where Only the Salad is Properly Dressed” ), and other reviewers have rated the food very highly.
Apparently the restaurant is actually in the strip club. So Bob's has way to go in this regard.
-- Comment by Bill — June 15, 2007 @ 07:32PM
-- Keith Plocek