I high-tailed it to New York City for a whirlwind work trip at the start of 2018. In under 48 hours, I grabbed drinks with an old friend, peeped a new-to-me Brooklyn bakery, had a fancy dinner with my brother and sister-in-law, produced a short documentary, and enjoyed a splendid late-night feast at Wildair. I can’t say I caught much shuteye during this jaunt, but I guess that’s fitting for a visit to the city that never sleeps.
As soon as the plane landed on J.F.K. soil, my colleague Lisa and I headed to our hotel, dropped off our bags, and headed to chefs Jeremiah Stone and Fabian von Hauske’s Wildair for dinner. The wine bar’s low-key vibe had us feeling like we fit right in—two seats peering into the kitchen, please.
I was in the mood for an alcohol-forward cocktail rather than a glass of wine this evening, and a negroni ($14) sounded perfect. The one served here, made with Vago Espadin mezcal, was strong and perfectly smooth.