I never thought I'd eat at Rao's cos no one eats at Rao's.
Every Yelp review and every magazine profile calls it the hardest place in New York - nay, the whole of America - to get a table.
There's no waiting list. There's no booking form. You have to be a President, a Yankee or an old-world gangster to get in. I'd be surprised if they'd ever served anyone from New Zealand before.
I found the restaurant when I moved to East Harlem. I jogged past one day and almost missed it, dark and private, set below the street.
The place is 120 years old. It has room for 10 tables and little else, a leftover from when the Italians still had the 'hood.