The Puck empire expands!  Last night we had dinner at Spago Beverly Hills, (Beet layer cake, chestnut agnolotti – ask them to hold the chicken stock), and the consumate palm-presser, Wolfgang Puck (whom I am convinced has cloned himself because he shows up at every one of his restaurants we eat at) was working the tables.  A few days ago at LAX, I saw him getting off a plane from London so naturally I asked him about his trip.  He replied that he had been in London working out a deal to open a Cut restaurant on Park Lane beside the Dorchester!  He appeared very excited about the prospect.   Great news for London’s carnivores.