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From the group that
brought you Trinity
Pub, comes another one of those places that just inspires drunken
tomfoolery. Granted, when we walked in for happy hour, there were
scant drunkards to be found, but we could tell a party was in the
air. Normally we wouldn't review a joint merely on hearsay and pictorial
evidence, but we want to give this bar a fair shake (unlike 99% of
the other poor places in this survey). We figure that the owners of
Trinity couldn't fuck up too badly in the crowd department, and that
our early evening jaunt was merely an anomaly. Granted, if you hate
the Upper East Side, annoying drunk rabble-rousers or the smell of
cigarette smoke and cheap beer, you might want to stay away (assuming
the same crowd hangs here as at their sister bar). As evidence of
their light side, a sandwich board outside advertises its nightly
special: Guinness soup. No, they don't really serve food, it's a joke.
Get it? Anyway, that's that. I won't let it happen again. [MF]
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