I mean urgh. The pink phony [a name I have recently adopted] is a pretentiously marketed restaurant/bar venue. The menu is written in one of those ways that dazzel and confuse the not so experienced consumer. To elaborate; the menu is written in French but the dishes themselves are something that your - enthusiastic yet talentless boyfriend - might muster up for you, leaving you looking concerned for his love for you.
Not only is the presentation poor, but the taste AND the service lack luster. Waitresses are more interested in their vintage tee's and when Vincent Gallo is coming in again than they are about the actual customers. Go for coffee and drinks at most. Pah about sums it up. Peter Piper Picked a Peck of Pickled Pink Phonies.
Pros: saw rufus wainwright, jukebox, french wooden doors
Cons: food, service, price
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