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"Tapas that couldn't
be better unless it was topless" is how fans describe this "hip" East
Village eatery "rich on kitsch." While the decor borders on "the interior
of Disney's Space Mountain," the tiny dishes of spicy sausages, rare
tuna, mashed sweet potatoes and polenta make for "a sweet dash of
dinner" before heading off to the clubs. A swell addition is the nice
downtown mix of music that pumps through the speakers as you "eat
yourself silly on exotic apps." Beware, the high scale drinks are
so costly that "you'll say holy fucking shit" the minute you get the
bill. [JK]
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