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  "path": "/issues/2026-4-4/the-british-are-coming",
  "publishedAt": "2026-04-04T00:00:00.000Z",
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  "textContent": "\n\n  The British steakhouse Hawksmoor in New York.\n\n##### Sunday roasts, sticky toffee pudding, and porn-star martinis hinted at Anglomania’s return to New York nightlife. Now the pubs are arriving in force\n\nBy Cami Fateh\n\nWhen the British steak-house chain Hawksmoor opened in New York, five years ago, they had to explain what a Sunday roast was. “Imagine Thanksgiving dinner, but you’re having it over lunch, and it’s not turkey,” said Evyn Block, the steak house’s U.S. brand director.\n\nFast-forward to now, and the quintessential pub meal needs no introduction. This winter saw a series of Sunday roasts staged at the city’s fashion-set haunts—People’s and Jean’s, the latter of which co-hosted one alongside Barbour. But the recent Britification of the New York nightlife and dining scenes—now marked by a fresh wave of pub openings—does not stop there. READ ON",
  "title": "The British Are Coming!"
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