by Moises Moritz on Sure, eating Geno's in front of Geno's is one thing. But wrapping a dozen in tinfoil and flying back to DC on 95 going, well, 95 is a guaranteed way to make some good friends into better friends. (or to win over your friend's girlfriend's Dad who grew up in South Philly) Good thing I didn't get pulled over. Apparently, packages of three cheese-steaks in tinfoil on your back seat look surprisingly like a key of either heroin or cocaine. and you know those drug dogs would have lost their minds over the extra wiz w/ onions. (I should have brought back two dozen...so many regrets...)
by Monika O. on For a night out to impress- i loved this place. They were playing great music, loved the decor, drinks, and food. I mean, really, what more do you want? Tenjune was right next door, but after a few cocktails, i was like, "who needs Tenjune? i'll just dance here! " ha.. the host loved that :) Its definitely for a night where you feel like wearing your best outfit and being the Manhattanite that you are..
