The restaurant I will never open, with the ill-advised above name, serving foods no one will ever eat, probably should be filed away for a later (much!) day. That said, fresh Montauk tuna, a dollop of Fleischer's upstate beef, a smear of wasabi, a pinch of Il de Re salt, and a little fresh-ground? What I live for at the end of the day. Just add a wee dram, jazz on BGO, and perhaps a short CNN chaser?