47 Boundary Avenue Suite 2
Farmingdale, NY 11735
Nassau County
Phone: (516) 694-6906
Fax: unknownWebsite: no website on fileEmail: no email on fileHours: unknown
by Chee H. on Good place to take a white dude slash chick. You'll blow their Western mind with your knowledge of this "secret" place. It's actually kind of cool "finding" this place for the first time. You'll feel like you were invited to a VIP party. Then, after you enter the lounge, you will pay 10 bucks for warm beer. Blech.
by jason h. on Oh, for a brush with a celebrity chef. I ventured out to Woodfire Grill, run by Kevin Gillespie of Top Chef fame. Although the famous one was not to be seen, his aura of foodie princedom still pervaded the air. A couple of initial impressions: the space rather reeks of mildewed basement, a sunk cellar, the rainwashed scent of industrial disuse. But in a good way. You can dispense with foodie pretensions in this aroma, as you duck beneath the medieval hanging lamps and tread the shoe-worn floors to your table. But then the insanity begins. The shrimp "second" I ordered featured two shrimps the size of popcorn shrimp you'd get at Red Lobster if you peeled off the fried crust. They languished in an olive tapenade and were attended by a tiny confit, a minor mortadella, and a solitary cruton. My friend ordered the scallop dish, a single modest scallop centered on a massive plate in a circle of butterbean puree. I know seconds are not "mains," but they are pricey and you'd expect a little more, despite the delicacy and thoughtfulness of the preparation. The highlight was perhaps when a stray server approached with three tablespoons of something microscopic. He said it was a gift from the chef (illustrious KG himself?) and that the speck of victuals inside the spoon was, essentially, "a deconstructed cole slaw." We gulped it down. It was momentarily delicious, then gone. Much like the rest of the experience. Good food, stingy portions, smart and knowledgeable servers, piquant atmosphere.
by Raymon Szymanowski on This place was okay. It's very spacious inside, and they play your typical top 40s type hip hop music. As for the door policy, if you go there on the weekends (Thurs-Sat), the doorman is Kenny (oh, the good ol' Kenny) with an image so much like that of Gollum (from the Lord of the Rings) and lip injected lips, or might I add, Marilyn Manson looking-ish person, maybe that's his cousin, I don't know! Anyhow, back to my rant, supposedly, he knows the criteria of people that should be let in, and although the crowd can be diverse, for whatever reason, he wanted to be rude to me and my friends. We were the next ones in line, but white person (sorry to be politically incorrect here) after white person kept getting let in before us. He kept lifting the rope for everyone but us, and then I asked "what about us?" And he went on to say "Do you look like that?" I was like "no, and I sure as hell don't want to look like you." Later on, I called him out for being racist, and these two African American girls were behind us, asking if they could go in with us, and I said "sure" but after he was being so rude, I said "forget it! I don't want come in anymore you racist bastard!" So he then, immediately let the two black girls in right after us. And I then said, "oh, so that makes you not racist anymore?" I totally called him out and the folks around me were applauding me. To this day, whenever I walk past by, he glares at me, because he remembers. What a loser. Never disrespect anyone for no reason, so I just had to disrespect him back because we didn't do anything at all. We just wanted to have a good time. Before this one incident, I got in fine, so I really don't know why he was so rude then. Anyhnow, it does get pretty crowded and one time, someone got arrested in there, Scary!
