Ford Fry.
Paul Calvert.
Greg Best.
Your name.
This was bound to happen when you guys got together.
This being Bar Margot, a new lounge named after Margot Tenenbaum of The Royal Tenenbaums fame and brought to you by Ford Fry of all that other fame. It opens Monday at the Four Seasons in Midtown, and here’s your first look inside.
Sure, the food is going to be quite magical. But Sir Best and Sir Calvert also came on board to build an equally magical lineup of libations. Please hold your applause until the end.
It’s not lacking character, either—blue leather booths. Orange velvet sectionals. Attractive people toasting, laughing and reciting their favorite Wes Anderson lines.
Pop in for lunch. Friends are welcome. Afternoon dates are welcome. Just show up and know that lobster club sandwiches with bacon are happening regardless of present company.
And because long, leather-wrapped, white-marble bars are your weakness, you should also come back later and hang out there for a while. The full menu is available until 2am on the weekends. Cue the late-night twice-fried chicken with green papaya pickles.
Also cue The Hunt Club, with blended scotch, Bénédictine and Branca Menta, from the four-drink nightcap menu.
It’s kind of like warm milk, but way better than warm milk.
Paul Calvert.
Greg Best.
Your name.
This was bound to happen when you guys got together.
This being Bar Margot, a new lounge named after Margot Tenenbaum of The Royal Tenenbaums fame and brought to you by Ford Fry of all that other fame. It opens Monday at the Four Seasons in Midtown, and here’s your first look inside.
Sure, the food is going to be quite magical. But Sir Best and Sir Calvert also came on board to build an equally magical lineup of libations. Please hold your applause until the end.
It’s not lacking character, either—blue leather booths. Orange velvet sectionals. Attractive people toasting, laughing and reciting their favorite Wes Anderson lines.
Pop in for lunch. Friends are welcome. Afternoon dates are welcome. Just show up and know that lobster club sandwiches with bacon are happening regardless of present company.
And because long, leather-wrapped, white-marble bars are your weakness, you should also come back later and hang out there for a while. The full menu is available until 2am on the weekends. Cue the late-night twice-fried chicken with green papaya pickles.
Also cue The Hunt Club, with blended scotch, Bénédictine and Branca Menta, from the four-drink nightcap menu.
It’s kind of like warm milk, but way better than warm milk.
