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."
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