|Baby-back ribs, a special at the Piccadilly at Manhattan|
This week I finally listen to all the voices: No, not the ones in my head, but those telling me to visit the Piccadilly at Manhattan
. Follow me after the jump for a sneak preview of my review.
I don't remember the first person to tell me about the Piccadilly at Manhattan. Maybe no one did. Maybe I read something somewhere. Whatever the case, every so often over the past couple of years someone would mention the restaurant to me, and I would say, "Oh, yeah, been meaning to go there," and make a mental note to try it. Inevitably, though, because I tend to have new restaurants on the brain and this iteration of the Piccadilly opened in late 2007, that mental note would vanish into my mental fog.
Now, I get restaurant recommendations all the time. These were different. They weren't the breathless emails I receive whenever a new location of Trendhumpers: An American Bistro & Tapas Bar opens. They weren't the tips about strip-mall taquerias certain readers pass along as furtively as pornography. No -- these recommendations were matter-of-fact, though tinged with bemusement. Either you knew about the Piccadilly or you didn't.
Visit the RFT restaurant page
late tomorrow afternoon or check back here Wednesday morning to see what I think.
7201 Piccadilly Ave., Maplewood, MO