"Veronika, Stephen Starr’s impossible-to-get-into and occasionally excellent Eastern European-leaning establishment, is here to change that. Located on the second floor of the Fotografiska museum on Park Avenue South, Veronika is a self-proclaimed grand cafe. Triple-tiered chandeliers hang from 20-foot ceilings. Intricate stained glass adorns a gilded lounge. And beautiful people wear jackets at their tables without putting their hands through their sleeves, a sartorial choice that makes it look as if they’re auditioning to eat cake in a chic Austrian perfume advert. It is the type of ornate, pre-crash environment one expects for a grand dish like coulibiac, which the waiter brings out on a white plate with elaborate gold etchings." - Ryan Sutton
