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“This scene is so Breakfast
at Tiffany’s!” says a friend on a freezing winter
night, as we inch our way inside this lively, new downtown
bistro, the hip little sister of the flagship Frederick’s
uptown.
Lined up at the chic, zinc bar,
waiting for one of the sleek, white, circular booths or intimate,
little tables are modern-day recreations of the characters
that populated that 1961 film. With all the Holly Golightly
model/actress/whatever types, still in their little black
dresses, flirting with the darkly handsome Euro men, it seems
as if New York hasn’t really changed all that much in
the near half-century since that film’s memorable cocktail
party scene.
Read the entire NY Press piece here
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