You may question why a vegan such as myself has been dying to dine at Cut. First, it's like being allowed into the cool people's hang, what with the giant pictures of George Clooney and Marilyn Manson suspended on the walls. It's definitely the coolest joint in town, even though the place is nearly all about meat. I have to wonder why they aren't throwing me out by the ear upon noticing I'm a little too ecstatic about my reservation.
Second, I love a good scene, where food is prepared thoughtfully and with the thrust of art and presentation behind it--by the most celebrated chef I know. Then, too, I'm thinking that being vegan in a steakhouse is downright exciting, sort of like entering into some dark and forbidden fantasy.