Walking into a restaurant on a damp, bone-chilling evening, the last thing the reservation-less want to see is a jam-packed dining room with one empty table right by the door, between the space heater and the entryway curtain. But when this scenario occurred at Hazel's Northeast, the host read our minds and spoke just the right words: "If you can wait a minute for me to clear it, I'd like to put you in a... More >>>