Restaurant. 23rd street and 10th Avenue.
Why did I feel the need to go to Amy Sacco's restaurant Bette? For the hype? Probably. For the scene? Definitely. For the food? Um, spaghetti by Sacco? I don't think so.
Well I was pleasantly surprised. The mega-trendy eatery I was anticipating turned out to be a cozy, intimate living room-like space that felt welcoming and warm for a Wednesday night during Fashion Week. Minus the ultra-unfortunate celeb sighting of Anne Hathway in a floor length gown who was desperately trying to compensate for her non-existant Oscar nomination, the crowd was chill, fashionably intelligent-looking and (gasp!) actually having a good time. Our neighboring table just happened to be discussing their good friend Sienna’s new singledom. How chic. Nothing like eating truffled green beans while eavesdropping on the latest Brit gossip fodder.
Final word: Happy to say I went but wouldn't go as far to say I'd return.
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