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Plein Sud: The très chic restaurant in the Smyth hotel from Frederick Lesort (of Frederick's renown), Plein Sud roughly translates to “far south,” and that’s pretty much where you’ll have to travel to get there. But unlike Lesort’s other hotspots (think waifish European models-slash-actresses and the hedge fund managers who own, er, support them), Plein Sud is inevitably more democratic and welcoming. Showing appropriate restraint, designer AvroKO hints at (rather than screams) modern Provencal farmhouse, awash with the obligatory sky-high ceilings, muted colors, refined woods, stone tiles, and okay, a few rustic farming instruments for good measure. The long marble bar is almost always packed with downtown workers eager to stop in for a Mintless Mojito ($13), which would cause a panic in any Cuban cigar lounge but is appreciated for the lack of signature flecks of green in the teeth. It’s a long ride home on the C-train, so you might as well sit down and stay in plain sight. |
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