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A quietly radical tasting menu that changed how Paris eats.

The warm, flower-filled benchmark for American dining.

Whitewashed walls, bone marrow on toast, nose-to-tail cooking.

A salumeria where the tables sit between the cheese counters.

A long marble counter, white-jacketed waiters, faultless tapas.

Turquoise-tiled meyhane doing meze and rakı properly.

Enrique Olvera's mole madre, aged well past a thousand days.

Victorian manor turned candlelit dining room with a lantern-lit garden.

Vineyard lunch on a terrace facing the Simonsberg.