[finnman69]

oops, I was wrong

http://newyork.citysearch.com/profile/41451747

The uber-hip nosh on affordable old-country Americana at this discreet alleyway eatery.




The Scene
Down a dark, shadowy alley just off Bowery, the handsome, scruffy-faced men and understatedly glamorous women of the Lower East Side gather to drink wine, crowding around antique wood tables. Worn plank floors and painted cement walls fit with moose, elk and other assorted taxidermy, giving the place a quirky edge, as do the tattoed, waifish servers who are also professional and expedient.

[durasell]

The Scene
Down a dark, shadowy alley just off Bowery, the handsome, scruffy-faced men and understatedly glamorous women of the Lower East Side gather to drink wine, crowding around antique wood tables. Worn plank floors and painted cement walls fit with moose, elk and other assorted taxidermy, giving the place a quirky edge, as do the tattoed, waifish servers who are also professional and expedient...


Translation: hedge fund managers with their secretary girlfriends, ad agency account execs who need to be on the "cutting edge," and wall street bond brokers who feel they should be hipper than they actually are...

[Grampa Dave]

"giving the place a quirky edge, as do the tattoed, waifish servers"

Sounds like the waiters and probably the Maitre D are Kerry Fudgepackers, who had a gay snit fit.

Good thing. Who wants to eat in a restaurant staffed with tattoed waifish servers (Probably with more metal in their ears, lips and eyelids that in the ibeams of the building!). Who knows what fatal or semi fatal infectious diseases could be lurking if one ate in a dive like this.

[Grampa Dave]

Below is a picture of the Maitre D and the losers who come to this restaurant.

[El Gato]

Worn plank floors and painted cement walls fit with moose, elk and other assorted taxidermy

May the moose bite their sisters.

[giotto]

I see that they have customer reviews...for those Freepers who are geographically challenged.

[TalBlack]

The Scene
Down a dark, shadowy alley just off Bowery, the handsome, scruffy-faced men and understatedly glamorous women of the Lower East Side gather to drink wine, crowding around antique wood tables. Worn plank floors and painted cement walls fit with moose, elk and other assorted taxidermy, giving the place a quirky edge, as do the tattoed, waifish servers who are also professional and expedient.



"Quirky edge"?. If the reviewer ran into the exact same decor 150 miles north of the city he would have sneered and dismissed.

That aside, if this really happened it shows perfectly how small and hate filled the left has become. I mean these impulses are the impulses of people who HATE, brainlessly, without reason or focus.