Orte, die Lockhart gefallen

Lockhart Steele: On those New Orleans mornings where something healthy is required merely to keep the body functioning for 12 more hours, Satsuma is the move.

Lockhart Steele: Preferred entry via secret bookcase. Not much more that needs to be said.

Lockhart Steele: Vodka slice, sure, to honor Pomodoro that once dished it out this space. But the plain slice holds its own with any in the city right now.

Lockhart Steele: Total Hamptons summer staple. Nina salad is a must. I tend to go clam pie, too.