330 North Main Avenue
Sioux Falls, SD 57104
Minnehaha County
Phone: (605) 334-7468
Fax: unknownWebsite: no website on fileEmail: no email on fileHours: unknown
by Patti E. on Went to Tao last night ummmmm what can I say.......... Dispite the reviews that I read on rateclubs concerning wait time I did not wait. My reservation was 7:15pm I arrrived at 7pm and was seated immediately dispite the large crowd. The ambiance is nice there`s a big statue of budda, dim lighting. The food was good however the meal was a pretty penny ughhhhh damn near $200 for 2 ppl.
by Pam Bene on Extremely high on the douche-bag-o-meter. Translation: Lots of guido/B&T types slinking around the dance floor, fake tan and greasy hair, trying to pick up slutty drunk chicks. I come here on Tuesdays often as I steer clear of the B&T crowd on weekends. The music is average at best on the lower level as I prefer to chill out on the banquettes on the upper floor. I used to come here alot as my friends have collectively dropped enough money to equate to a small country's GDP but I think the Marquee era (and the West Chelsea area in general) is a lame duck. I do give it props for having a fun, raucous crowd and an interesting mix of people on some nights. I also saw Scarlett JOhnanssen here, drunk off her blond ass. F*cking money.
by Gabrielle Knavel on Lord jesus. The saying goes "If it ain't broke, don't fix it." Well, Touch has indeed broken something that was perfectly fine to begin with. I used to go to this place back when it was T-NY and it was off the chain (did I really just say that?). The music was great; current hip hop and some old school on the main floor with salsa, bachata, merengue, etc. upstairs. Drinks were pricey but strong enough to get you messed up pretty quickly. The crowd was pretty ghetto, but fun for the most part. Few wallflowers or anything of the sort. Fast forward to today. The Midtown hip hop haven once known as T-NY has been transformed into a euro trash, B&T riddled, pretension filled hell. Touch is the poor man's Bungalow 8; a bootleg Pink Elephant; a ripoff of every exclusive Meatpacking district club ever. Gone are the friendly bouncers of T-NY's glory days. In their place are outrageously rude mutant gorillas who are more concerned with flirting with the over dyed, over tanned and under dressed skanks that frequent this hell hole. They are known for barking orders at anyone on the city block to clear the sidewalk. Is your last name Bloomberg, motherfucker? Damn, you don't own the street! Can't a bitch walk in peace?? Once inside (if you even get past the security), you'll find a nice combo of all of the evils that plague the NYC metropolitan area. The guidos, the B&T idiots, the old, weird men who are stuck in a painful mid life crisis, the bimbettes, the euro hipsters, and pretty much everyone else who sucks. Sure, the decor is nice, but the scum lining the walls pretty much overshadows any good interior decorating. I wouldn't recommend that even my worst enemy go here. The place has sadly gone to shit and any chance of it recovering is slim. Save your money and watch Night at the Roxbury for a comparable experience.
