I don't get why this is called a MEAT PACKING bar. If anything it just skirts the border. Maybe it's the hostess and the the bouncer, or the small outside tables. As mentioned in a Citysearch review by someone else, the greeters do seem to have an insect up their collective sphincters about HATS: Ai and I walk in. Before we say a word the doorlady speaks to me, ""Would you please take off your hat?"" she says. ""It's raining,"" I tell her. ""Can I keep it on until we go inside?"" She nods. ""Just two of you?"" she says. ""Right now,"" I answer, ""we're Drink Club, we might expand."" ""Please take your hat off,"" she says. ""It's raining,"" I say. She enters the bar to look for a table for us. ""I found something,"" she says showing us a large table in the front. ""Take off your hat,"" says the bouncer, as I reach up to take off my hat.\r
The front of the bar was empty, except for us. For some reason, a lot of cheering guffawers were standing by the bar in the back, cheering and guffawing. Our waitress, Gabby, was super friendly. The menu was fondue friendly. We ordered the Tex Mex at $36 for 4 people. The food was refrigerator cold and the cheese, a tasty mix of cheesy and spicy wasn't quite hot enough (in temperature) to cook the food we dipped. The nachos were crumpled and not very special.\r
We had plenty of space to expand inside, and the waitress and busboy were really on their toes. Gabby stayed friendly despite the rather demanding demands of our crew. She's reason enough to visit the place.\r
--Drink Club is a roving group of NYC drinkers
Pros: Great service, pleasantly uncrowded, room to expand
Cons: weird door policy, average nachos
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