Horns, footsteps, metro, and a cacophony of muffled conversation let’s you know one thing: a slice is just a block away. The New York slice is geometry that stretches beyond the bounds of five boroughs. It lives contemporaneously with the lore of the city… and haunts the minds of those sober and intoxicated alike. Crispy,…

An uncomfortable wave ripples through your muscles when dining at a restaurant of a man who made partner at Gods of Food LLC — est. 2013. The burden oddly shifts onto you, the diner, to really not fuck this up. Thousands have made the pilgrimage to a foodie Mecca, espousing the mystical glory that is…

Clearly, I am going to eschew my opinion into the sea of twitter-ready fingers prepared to eviscerate my preferred carbohydrate enveloped champion. The best sandwich — is the BLT. At its soul, the sandwich is a vessel of texture. Autumn crisp bacon, market-fresh lettuce, toasty bread, a tomato, and silken mayonnaise. The core of a…