Securing a table at a new, PR-hyped restaurant can be tougher than swiping a bite of William Shatner's second dessert. But if you'd rather hold the Shat's hair while he voms cheesecake brownies than hassle with landing a reservation, hit Aspen, opening Monday in the Flatiron District.
Aspen will be accessible despite boasting the sort of over-the-top space that usually draws in models, guys who bag models, and guys who dress like guys who bag models but actually cry alone at night. Aspen's backers dropped serious cash on the ski lodge decor: an enormous copper fire pit (surrounded by a 16-person table), Lucite deer heads, even an Aspen tree garden, which you can pee behind if the bathroom line's too long.
Even if Aspen proves to be outrageously popular, your staunch refusal to plan ahead won't screw you, because: