The first time I heard of Rao's restaurant was while listening to Martha Stewart cook with the owner, and admonish her viewers to despair of ever eating there. Because, as the owner explained, those tables were booked for locals and regulars for every day of the week. I did despair! Something else utterly out of my reach.
A married couple I know achieved the impossible: they snagged a table. In fact, the owner called them and gave them their choice of months: November or April? April, they agreed, and planned their trip to New York City around that tiny restaurant in Harlem.
Wow. They did it.
What's your improbable dining dream?