Monsoon
New review David Schneider
This splendid, hip French-Indian fusion restaurant is designed with a distinctly erotic eye. Sensual global and tribal house throbs from speakers; silk curtains, jet-black columns and deep red fabrics drip luxuriantly above a glowing floor and curvaceous bar. And, if you are still dumb to the signals, go [...]
The raw and the cooked (December 28, 2001)
The mood-lights of Miki Cafe made everything surreal, as if people weren’t quite real, as if the silverware was floating just above the table which was floating just above the floor. Perhaps I wasn’t real — I kept hearing other peoples’ words as if in echo down a [...]
Herbivore heaven
Grazing at Shawn McClain’s new Green Zebra
David Schneider
I am an unrepentant carnivore, heir to the sins of the flesh. Around the familial dinner table, “sucking the marrow out of life” wasn’t Transcendentalist philosophy, but practical instruction. I can actually feel my canines descend slightly when contemplating [...]
A different brew
Tea for the testosterone set David Schneider
In America, it’s expected that whenever a proper gentleman wishes to have a tea party, he’ll gear up in Native American face-paint and chuck the stuff into the nearest harbor. Real men drink Bud Light and watch football on a [...]
Sensuous Chicago: Taste
Taste(less) David Schneider
A cheese platter ate my relationship.
For our first date, I took her to Mossant, one of those classy bistro joints, and fèted her on herb- and cognac-roasted chicken. She reciprocated by flooring it out to the suburbs and parking it at [...]
Hema’s Kitchen
New review
David Schneider
Miss Whiplash, you’ve met your match. And she’s not carrying a switch; she’s wearing a sari.
Hema (pronounced with a short “e,” like henna) is the world’s least conspicuous dominatrix. She’s a plump five-foot-nothing, and presides over her packed Little India restaurant, [...]
