By David Minsky
By Jen Mangham
By Bill Wisser
By Laine Doss
By Bill Wisser
By Dana De Greff
By Laine Doss
By Zachary Fagenson
That energy has always served her well, it seems. Sheer pluck propelled the former art teacher into catering when her two daughters, Annabel and Molly, were babies; a friend in her New York apartment building was entertaining but had no time to cook. Did Lukins know someone who could help? She did -- herself -- and whipped up a Greek meal because tzatziki and moussaka "were fashionable then." Charging fifty bucks plus expenses, Lukins sent the food over in her own dishes. At the time she had no idea the reward would be greater than mere pocket change: Gail Greene, critic for the New York Times, happened to be a guest at the table that night. Lukins and her company, The Silver Palate, a catering service for single men, were launched.
Lukins never really formally trained as a chef. She graduated from New York University with an art degree, then wound up in Paris. Eventually she journeyed to London, where she "took the dilettante course rather than the diploma course" at Le Cordon Bleu culinary institute. Nevertheless a couple of decades later, Lukins is the author of five cookbooks, three of which she coauthored with her erstwhile Silver Palate partner Julee Rosso. She's been the food editor of Parade magazine since 1986. Lukins has traveled the world, teaching, lecturing, and contracting stomach ailments for which she had to barter cigarettes (she's since quit) for medicine.
In fact she's considered something of a medical miracle. A few years ago she suffered a brain hemorrhage that almost killed her, and rendered her left side completely paralyzed. Her marriage and her partnership dissolved as a result of the illness, but Lukins and her career survived intact, overcoming both physical and emotional paralysis with extensive therapy. Still she now faces the biggest challenge of her life: running a hotel restaurant in Miami. Girl, it's a tough town.
For one thing Miamians don't much like New Yorkers who infiltrate the scene. Take the example of Larry Forgione. Credited (along with Alice Waters) with starting the New American regional movement, New York restaurateur Forgione had a fabulous failure of a restaurant at the Jockey Club in North Miami. His name just didn't mean as much down here as, say, Allen Susser's, and snooty club members turned up their noses at his fancy fusion fare. She should look, too, at the example of chef Kerry Simon, who rode a press wave down from New York only to bounce around from eatery to eatery. He eventually became disillusioned and abandoned the area completely like Larry Forgione, who is successful once again in his beloved NYC.
Couple the innate distrust of New Yorkers with the visibility problem. Hotel restaurants, no matter how good, just don't attract foot traffic, especially in an area like the north beaches, where most people drive. The publicity machine has been churning, but even so, when it comes to hotel eateries that are hidden away from the road the way atlantic is, even the finest heavy cream doesn't necessarily turn into a luscious dessert.
But Lukins isn't one to shrink from hard work. After all, operating a catering business is no picnic. "I'm used to cooking in quantity," the chef says. There's this prevailing myth, however, that catering affairs and writing cookbooks are easy gigs if you can get them. "I have friends in the restaurant business who used to tell me: 'You don't know what work is.' Everybody moans about what they do. But they should try writing a 600-page book." And her "clean American" dishes, which she labels "East Coast, jazzy mom stuff" is a welcome change from tropically oriented fusion cuisine. "Fusion?" she cringes. "I don't do that."
For all her culinary achievements, atlantic, located in the Rubell family's newly renovated property, is Lukins's first restaurant. Why Miami? "Jennifer Rubell wrote me a letter -- a very complimentary letter. I'm embarrassed how complimentary it was. But she asked me if I wanted to run her new restaurant. I was considering writing my next book at the time with Brian Miller, so I called him and told him I'd changed my mind."