by Brit B. on You know what I read the bad reviews before I went here with my friends and thought come on it cannot be that bad.... Well I should have taken note everything bad said on this place is true, they cram the tables together so every 2 minutes someone is banging your chair from behind or the waiter is steadily building up an ass dent in the back of your shirt over the duration of the ordeal.. I got pissed at the waiter after a while and told him to stop brushing past my back and he looked at me if to say my ass was doing that? The music is turned up so loud that blood starts coming out of your ears I think the manager whom I guess had been o'd-ing on loud mouth soup and meat balls cannot tell the difference between a rave and a restaurant.. The music was turned up so loud tonight that no one could talk at the dinner table; tables started complaining to waiters to turn the music down, out of no where the mobster looking Manager/owner came storming around the corner like a scene from the Godfather shouting at a table of 8 saying "Its my House!!! I have the music as loud as I want its my house!!!!! Waiters had to pull the owner away he was going crazy the only thing missing was him giving the customer the Italian kiss of death then sticking him on a meat hook and off to the freezer with him ready for the Kobe beef special, the deputy manager then tried to talk to the table apologizing offering free drinks (shots only ; like dressed up diners want to get hammered like a bunch of frat boys).. The music was then turned up even louder if that was possible in an act of defiance by the manager who I guess was still pissed that proabition was over and now had to dress up like a stick of gum and do things in a legit manor, the speaker fronts were bulging out so much I thought the restaurant was ready to set sail, at this point tables had to start asking for checks to leave either that or the music vibrations would steadily vibrate them out the door anyway. Avoid this place like the plague its hot sticky the music is louder than a rave which is 100% too loud for a restaurant if you wish to chat and enjoy the company you are with... I wish I could give this no stars. P.S The bill was highly questionable but no one at the table wanted to be fitted with cement boots..
by Amparo Moitoza on I used to work with a small company that threw a bowling party every few months. While everyone in that company was cooler than cool (and smart, and cultured, and good looking!), they also turned out to be insanely good bowlers. Suffice it to say that they always won against the rest of us guests who were invited. Even when drunk, they were so much better than the rest of us. That's cool! And this is NY diversity at its best: some actual bowling teams do exist in NY! As well as a couple of guys I have seen with their foreheads all furrowed in concentration...you know, like those guys you watch on those cable bowling tournaments. Another time, we watched some Wall Street guys with these big hair blondes in the tightest black dresses...we were trying to figure out if the blondes were paid harlots or just office strumpets. Bowlmor: pitchers of beer, smoking (back in the day....sigh), disco music...oh, yeah, and some bowling while cracking jokes and trading gossip. I'd give it a 5 except that one time I came with someone who had a child and they wouldn't let us in because the child was underaged. It somehow seems wrong that a child isn't allowed in a bowling alley.
