This week's
New York magazine features a cover photo of the pub's food critic, Adam Platt, who abandons "the myth of anonymity" with a thoughtfully written piece that skewers "this dated
charade" in a "crowdsourced age, [when] no one’s really anonymous anymore."
"A couple of months back, the proprietors of the clam shack ZZ’s Clam Bar sent a bouncer over to
boot me from their restaurant, presumably in retribution for an unflattering review," Platt writes. "Now
that the great anonymity charade is over, maybe the bouncers will recognize me before I walk in the door."
Read the whole story at New York Magazine »