...Today, Frank Bruni awards the expected two stars to eighty one, finding the ambitious food over-thought and over-wrought:
Maybe it's an inevitable consequence of so many restaurants vying to be noticed. Maybe it's an attempt to justify entrees sailing far north of $35. Maybe it's a reflection of chefs too neurotic or vain to commit to one strategy or to dwell on one note.
Whatever the reason, the high-end New York dining scene is awash in troikas of pork, trilogies of tuna and the like. A meat that does a wholly satisfying turn as a chop, or a fish showcased adequately in a fillet, appears in many guises, as if it's an actor doing one of those multi-part tours de force.
The spectacle is impressive to a point, but exhausting, too.
He awards points for the wine list, but subtracts them for the room:
eighty one certainly preens. It goes so far as to title a section of the menu in which it lists spotlighted dishes the “tasting collection.”
When you see something like that, you're less inclined to overlook a restaurant's shortcomings. In eighty one's case, they include a sprawling dining room with unflattering lighting and oversize red velvet booths that look as if they were carted in from a bordello on some planet where the prostitutes are 12 feet tall.
We win $4 on our hypothetetical one-dollar bet. Eater, who had predicted three stars, loses a dollar.
| | Eater | | NYJ |
| Bankroll | $88.50 | | $99.67 |
| Gain/Loss | –1.00 | | +4.00 |
| Total | $87.50 | | $103.67 |
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| Won–Lost | 39–17 | | 40–16 |
