Georges Stanhope's Room

“On a Tuesday evening in Long Island City, one discovers that Georges Stanhope's Room has opinions about potatoes. The thick-cut format is a declaration. The triple-fried exterior is aspirational. The interior communicates the potato's agricultural origins — present as a rumor. The grease is conservative — the napkin remains largely decorative. These opinions are, on balance, correct. One returns.”

“On a Tuesday evening in Long Island City, one discovers that Georges Stanhope's Room has opinions about potatoes. The thick-cut format is a declaration. The triple-fried exterior is aspirational. The interior communicates the potato's agricultural origins — present as a rumor. The grease is conservative — the napkin remains largely decorative. These opinions are, on balance, correct. A return visit is, at this point, a formality. One will perform it nonetheless.”