This might be the worst restaurant experience I had in the three years I lived in New York. We were seated upstairs, which has significatly less ambience than downstairs, under a wildly blowing air conditioner, with a massive oversized fake floral arrangement poking us in the heads. The waiter was nervous and barely competent. The food was obscenely overpriced even for NYC (though some of it was tasty). The outer bourough couple next to us left their table between each cours for smoke breaks and the heavily made up woman bitched at the waiter for 10 minutes for forgetting to put a candle in her husband's desert. The piano player was pure cheese (he played ""Misty""). It was July and the fake fire place was blazing. The whole experience was horrifyingly awful.
Cons: pure cheese, overpriced, terrible service
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