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Craig LaBan review: Paramour

If there’s ever a need for a restaurant set to someday film The Real Housewives of the Main Line, there would probably be no better candidate than a swanky new destination in Wayne called Paramour. Webster’s, not a dictionary to mince connotations, defines the name as saucy enough for TV: “a lover or a mistress, the illicit sexual partner of a married man or woman.” That, of course, is probably not quite the sense that owner Steve Bajus had in mind when he spent several million dollars to renovate the restaurant for his Wayne Hotel. But judging from the lavish makeover to the plush dining room and bar — the former Taquet’s clubby white-linen formality replaced with polished granite bar tops, a glassed-in wine wall, modern fabrics, and a chef’s counter fronting the shiny open kitchen — it’s clear this ambitious newcomer has been primped and primed for serious high-end wooing.

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