Hangry
HANGRY If the answer sashays in on a silver platter, tidy as an hors d'oeuvres served in a little crinkled cup and garnished with a sprig of rosemary or a strawberry slice, nice , though it’s a safe bet that the question isn’t getting at the meat of the matter, which even now is being prepared behind those heavy, swinging doors for those with a reservation, or—funny enough— without reservation enough to demand what's really going on back there this many- an-hour, declining the establishment's arsenal of black- tied offers of a little something to dull the edge and placate the growl.