Today we raise a toast to you, Europe.
You’ve given us an abundance of riches throughout the years... Heidi Klum. Our legal system. Sprockets (we forgave Dieter long ago).
And next up: dinner.
The way it was meant to be... over there, that is. Which brings us to 5th Street Café, a stateside ode to the laid-back air of European dining from the equally European trio behind Buckhead Bottle Bar, soft-open now in Midtown.
So after a take-no-prisoners, time-is-money afternoon of power handshakes and empire building, you’ll want to request the presence of the nearest brunette named Belladonna and casually decamp to the room-length bar for a Paris Manhattan and a long, slow evening of overall take-your-time-ness.
From there, you’ll make your way over dark hardwood floors and under the black-on-silver ceiling to a crocodile leather booth in the corner (crocodiles make a mean booth) for some charcuterie, after which time a little Croque Madame or Chicken Milanese with saffron aioli cream may become necessary.
And in just a few short days, the adjoining patisserie will be opening at 7am for your required daily intake of strong coffee and sableuse baked in-house.
Which more than makes up for Sprockets.
You’ve given us an abundance of riches throughout the years... Heidi Klum. Our legal system. Sprockets (we forgave Dieter long ago).
And next up: dinner.
The way it was meant to be... over there, that is. Which brings us to 5th Street Café, a stateside ode to the laid-back air of European dining from the equally European trio behind Buckhead Bottle Bar, soft-open now in Midtown.
So after a take-no-prisoners, time-is-money afternoon of power handshakes and empire building, you’ll want to request the presence of the nearest brunette named Belladonna and casually decamp to the room-length bar for a Paris Manhattan and a long, slow evening of overall take-your-time-ness.
From there, you’ll make your way over dark hardwood floors and under the black-on-silver ceiling to a crocodile leather booth in the corner (crocodiles make a mean booth) for some charcuterie, after which time a little Croque Madame or Chicken Milanese with saffron aioli cream may become necessary.
And in just a few short days, the adjoining patisserie will be opening at 7am for your required daily intake of strong coffee and sableuse baked in-house.
Which more than makes up for Sprockets.
