iphoning It In

At new tapas entry El Quinto Pino: "At the end of the evening, racking his brain for the great Thai place out in Queens that [the bartender] insisted a diner had to try, the bartender asked for an e-mail address. A few days later, the message arrived; he still hadn’t remembered the name, but in the meantime he’d collected a list of the chef’s favorite restaurants and food carts. He had scribbled them onto a napkin and then scanned the whole thing in; conveniently, it could be downloaded onto an iPhone. [New Yorker]