Oms/B
I don’t think I have to say it- but there are very few destination restaurants for lunch in Midtown. You know what I’m talking about… the place you can recommend wholeheartedly, without any concern for how far the person will have to travel to eat the meal your endorsing.
The truth is, I write about places to eat lunch in Midtown every week, and some I even talk about like they’re the greatest ever. But you know, and I know- they’re not REALLY the GREATEST ever. They’re just good for Midtown. That’s why almost every one of my postings is qualified with “This is not the best ___________ you’ll ever have, but it’s good enough for lunch in Midtown”. Well- finally I can say I found a “This IS the best ____________ you’ll ever have”, IT’S IN MIDTOWN- and it’s called Oms/b. Very exciting indeed.
But don’t get too excited… I’m not saying EVERYBODY will like the food at this place… there will be a +/-, just like every lunch I write about- but there will be no qualifier for Oms/b. It’s pretty simple… if you like this kind of food, for this kind of price, in this kind of atmosphere- this will be YOUR NEW FAVORITE PLACE! Don’t work in Midtown? Toss the kids in the car, we’re going for a ride… because if you’re into it- this place is worth the trip (and not just from 49th st & 6th ave.)
Now that I’ve totally overhyped this place- check out the pics, the menu and of course, the +/-, all after the jump…. Read more »
Posted by Zach at 6:00 am, August 31st, 2006 under 45th btw. 3+Lex, Japanese, Oms/b.

What can I write about Pizza that hasn’t already been written?
The list could go on and on. The simple fact is, I’m not a pizza aficionado. Don’t misunderstand this for pizza hate… I love pizza just as much as the next guy- I’m just not a connoisseur. I guess some places are better then others, but I can’t really pinpoint exactly what I love and hate about each slice. If you’re into that sort of thing, there are plenty of blogs that talk about pizza… and only pizza.

When Chipotle opened up in the bottom of my building I spent a full week lamenting how bad Midtown (and even New York in general) had become for finding good Mexican food. Of course, “Good Mexican food” can mean alot of things to alot of different people. For me, it means there are a) no good burritos (hold the “cilantro and lime rice” please), and b) no good authentic tacos.
I must have walked by this place a million times in the past month and a half since it opened (it’s on the same street as
Then of course there’s the fact that it shares a space with City Cafe. I don’t know what that is, or what their affiliation is with the other million places in Midtown with “City” or “Cafe” in their title, but if you do decide to check this place out you’ll be able to tell which part is the “City Cafe” by the generic salad bar and paninis behind the glass counter. Go directly past that counter, the Ranch 1 part is in the back… 
If you have ever been on a NYC food message board, then you know that nothing gets the troops riled up more then a post about “The Best” Hamburger in New York City. One thread, started two months ago, just got its
So in my opinion to talk about “the best” or compare burger places across genres is really useless. If two places are right across the street from each other, and serve the same kind of burger at the same price- compare away. In ‘n Out is better then McDonald’s. But to compare Blue 9 Burger in the East Village to the burger at Spotted Pig is futile. (BTW, if you are a fan of In n Out, and are ever in the East Village check out Blue 9. It’s the closest thing to a good double double you’ll find in NYC.)
It was certainly a big week for vermin and feces in New York. Despite it not being in Midtown, many people wrote me this week about The Shake Shack, and how they failed their Health Inspection. Failed is actually an understatement for what they did… They got a 109 (anything over a 28 requires a re-inspection). To give you an idea of how gross that is, Variety Cafe was shut down last month for scoring a 95 (and they’re not even owned by Danny Meyer. You’d expect it in Midtown, but not the Flatiron District!) It just goes to show that long lines don’t ensure that cooks aren’t picking their noses while they make your food. (Ironically enough, despite Danny Meyer’s claim that