Which of the orange wines is your favorite? (That’s you, practicing what you’re going to ask the server later.) Which of the oranges is your favorite? You weren’t a big wine person before you discovered natural wine, but now it’s all you drink, and all you talk about. You know as well as anyone that a funky natural wine’s perfect pairing—in addition to a collection of small plates that, when shared among a group, will never really add up to a full meal for anyone except your friend who took most of the protein (yes, you noticed)—is a candle that smells like an autumnal hearth and communicates almost-affordable rustic luxury. Let it soothe you while you hide in the bathroom to escape the dreaded question: hey, what makes a wine “natural” anyway? (If you were to guess, you’d assume it’s something like, um, foraged grapes?)
The “Living Like It’s 2015” Diner
Le Labo: Santal 26
New York City is alive, baby! Why do some people insist on saying it’s dead? You have no idea, because since you moved here six months ago, wandering around SoHo has never failed to get you absolutely amped. You are just pulsing with the life force that is New York City. You don’t care that your favorite restaurant hasn’t been known as “the hot spot” in over a decade. It’s still hot to you, and you’re happy its bathroom candle matches your chosen perfume (Santal 33) almost exactly. Finally, a place where you belong: New York City!
The “Will Ghost You for a Better Reservation” Diner
For you, life is a constant struggle between wanting to be perceived as in the know, and not wanting anyone else to find out what is cool right now. Here’s a question, for example: When you take a bathroom selfie at the new cool restaurant, do you tag your location? Or is it better to leave your followers breathlessly guessing where you might be; what sort of place has this gorgeous bathroom lighting, which fashionable eatery has eschewed the common luxury of Diptyque for the chicer and more expensive Byredo, which smells like a fancy library? You’ll never tell. Or wait, actually—maybe you will tell. Yeah, screw it; you’re tagging the restaurant and Byredo.
The “Would Like a Small Stool for Their Handbag” Diner
Trudon: Abd El Kader (Size: “Great”)
You’re interested in the tasting menu, yes, but the wine pairings look a bit generic—might the sommelier come over to discuss, and craft an alternate wine pairing for each course catered to your taste and curiosities? That would be lovely, thank you. In the meantime you’ll be in the bathroom stashing free toiletries in your pockets and admiring the $660 Trudon candle. (Funnily enough, it’s the same one you have in your powder room at home!)
The “Restaurant Owner”
Unscented white votive candle
You are bereft. You have given up. As a restaurant owner, you are tired of having to replace your stolen scented candles. You’ve tried time and time again to communicate the status of your restaurant via brazenly displayed luxury candles in the bathroom, and time and time again you have been “burned,” so to speak. How do people smuggle out something that was on fire only moments ago? Like with so many of life’s evils, you do not understand; you merely know it to be true. Well, you hope they’re happy now. Go ahead and take this unscented white votive candle, jerks. You bought a pack of 400!