Published January 21, 2014
A French Stunner in Nolita
Out there, it’s miserable.
Your least favorite vortex is back.
Which means untold inches of unwanted frozen watery discharge between now and tomorrow morning.
What you need: somewhere warm. Somewhere beachy. Somewhere French.
What you’re getting: the next best thing...
You’re getting Chicane
, a sexy new dinner spot aiming to be your French Riviera in Nolita, now
Cannes. Nice. Monaco. Regardless of what you may or may not know about these places (film festivals, art and
grand prix, we’d guess), it’s clear you’d rather be at any one of them right now. This place is making
that happen, sort of, through the magic of tartine
, Côtes de Provence and a ceiling that resembles a pool deck. Close your eyes and you
can almost smell the suntan lotion. (Not really.)
Bring someone who could appreciate a gin-raspberry-liqueur-lemon-juice-strawberry-puree-basil-egg-white
number called La Provençal
. Then on to the orange leather booths for dinner. Be dashing—if you
play your cards right, you may be escorted downstairs, through the kitchen and into a subterranean cocktail
lounge complete with little light, nooks aplenty and walls adorned with photo-realistic nude swimmers
You win again, France.
430 Broome St
New York, NY 10013