I read the reviews of this place, and I can't believe anyone visited the same place I did. The crowd was a hideous mix of posturing tourists and bridge-and-tunnel matrons. The waitress actually seemed to be trying to make my date and me uncomfortable - maybe she didn't like the fact that we were two guys who were obviously a couple. The food? No idea. After waiting more than half an hour, we left. The waitress' response, when we asked about our meals: ""It'll be ready when it's ready"". If you're dumb enough or juvenile enough to enjoy this kind of experience, rush down to Rivington Street now. Otherwise, do like we did - cross the street to El Sombrero, which was already a neighborhood institution when I moved here in 1984, for good service and cheap, tasty food without the bad karma.