Calories converted into words.
“It should feel like one big party in here, but instead it feels like a dozen little ones you’re not invited to, all disconnected and competing for the kind of once-in-a-lifetime experience that just never materializes.”
Originally published in The Infatuation Miami
“Is now about when you expect us to proudly mount our soapbox to declare that Papi Steak doesn’t represent the real Miami? Because if we’re talking about the same Miami—the one that absolutely worships wealth and delights in gluttonous displays of it—bad news: it sort of does.”
“You still kind of hope someone you know will walk by the floor-to-ceiling windows and glimpse you inside, mid-sip of a spiked frozen Vietnamese coffee, at which point they will mentally nudge you towards the “cool” section on the pie chart of everyone they know.”
