Where does a plant-based man or woman of means drink these days? It wasn’t necessarily a question I had given much thought to, but within 20 minutes of arrival at Clemente Bar, the new outcropping of Eleven Madison Park perched above its main dining room, I had seen the error of my ways. I owed one of my long-suffering magazine editors a meal, but L.S.M.E. is a vegan (that’s not why he’s long-suffering; I am), which makes treating him an occasionally dicey affair. Then Daniel Humm’s new cocktail bar-with-bites ...