The food scene in Miami used to be limited. Then everything changed.
Back when Barton G. was the big Miami experience the restaurants there weren’t thrilling me. I wanted to eat food cooked by Michelle Bernstein or Michael Schwartz, two of the best palates I know. I was less interested in a $600 sub-standard piece of food served in a piece of Apollo 11 with sparklers and bikini-clad servers.
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