OK, I thought: It can’t possibly live up to the pre-opening hype, causing foodies to hyperventilate and trade their firstborn for a reservation. No way.
I hate to come right out and say this is the perfect restaurant, but — this is the perfect restaurant. Spoon and Stable’s Warehouse District space, a former stable, is spare, yet soft and warm. Tables are generously spaced below the vaulting ceiling, and the first thing we said upon walking in was, “My God! We can actually hear each other!”