Eat to the Beat

For a punk turned chef, 1977 is more fun to look back on than it was to live through.

Don't let anybody tell you different: 1977 was not a good year. Not a good decade, not a good time for New York City. Remembering now, it's easy to wax rhapsodic -- the year gave us, after all, the first important explosion of punk rock and hip-hop. If you weren't there, through the pink-tinted prism of irony, even the clothes might look

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