At Takashi, where diners squirt cow brains out of toothpaste tubes, you might have to wait 4 1/2 hours for a table. New Yorkers love offal more than ever.
To bypass the line, you only need a foursome to score a reservation. Or do as I did: Show up at the West Village eatery before opening. We were seated right away, though it was 5:30 p.m., which is way too early for animal guts, no matter how well prepared.