Sublime

When I was the executive chef, a few years ago, of a stadium-size nightclub/supper club near Times Square, it often meant six and seven hundred meals a night—a logistical challenge that called for skills closer to those of an air-traffic controller or a military ordnance officer than to those of a classically trained chef.

Many restaurants use the “Delmonico's” name. The original and, I believe, the best is at 56 Beaver Street in lower Manhattan