In New York, ‘reservation scalpers’ are making $80,000 a year, but I’m banking on a neighbour’s generosity The land of restaurants is increasingly paradoxical. Every day, good ones close. Running costs are punitive and broke customers are eating at home more often. Yet still there are places where it’s next to impossible to bag a table; where to have even the remotest chance of doing so requires near superhuman levels of patience and determination, as well as no other demands whatsoever on your... Read this story
