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Article: All Souped Up.(onion soup)(Brief Article)(Recipe)
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- Esquire
- Article date:
- April 1, 2000
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MY FRIEND WAYNE is a clotheshorse, a fashion snob, a man who responds to any compliment by reciting his current litany of labels in a reverent whisper: "Prada, Prada, Prada, with a scootch of Gucci." One windy spring night, under the strain of continuing cold weather and a bout of depression over the delay in displaying his perfect transitional wardrobe, he begged me to make him some onion soup.
I blame New York's mood-restaurant impresario Keith McNally. McNally and his newest venture, Pastis (an unerring rendition of everyone's fantasy French brasserie, complete with nicotine-patina walls, zinc bar, and drop-ball lighting), have ignited Wayne's taste for ...