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Senses is the culinary prowess of
the almost-luxurious and slightly too contemporary SoHo Metropolitan. The
references to New York were well received as it felt like a toned down version
of Jean George Nougatine. However, the streamlined, business class feel was not
at all comforting and neither were the unsmiling waitresses. We began with orange-dyed
cheddar, hardened on a crunchy Crostini, paired with a Tomato soup way too sour
and not creamy enough for my liking. The main was a highlight. The chicken was
juicy and worked well with the potato salad. The radicchio on the other hand
stood awkwardly in situ and was way
too bitter on its own and should have been integrated with the rest of the
dish. The warm chocolate cake didn’t taste much like chocolate and the balsamic
reduction stuck too hard to the plate and thus provided no meaningful flavor.
And considering the inconvenient location and top-level pricing, coming here
for lunch simply does not make much sense.
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