by Denise Ann R. on It's about that time. I've just finished an awesome burger & fries at the Corner Bistro on Jane. I'm feeling a little full but still have room for dessert. First I need to walk off the burger, fries & beer. It's easy to get distracted on the journey to fulfill a sweet tooth but if you know what you want and where to get it, there are no obstacles. Granted if you're walking along 14th street to get to The Park, there's DVF, Stella McCartney, Earl Jeans ... and all shopping does is exhaust you which you'll then need sustenance to go on! Once you've done a little damage at the shops maybe walk through High Line Park up to 18th Street and enter The Park. It can be a bit of a scene in the sense that there's always a crowd. Groups, dates, prowlers, they're all here-top notch people watching here. Of course I prefer the atrium. It's gorgeous to sit in the atrium in any season. So you can imagine the ambiance on a sunny, rainy or snowy day. Order the banana wontons with caramel & chocolate dipping sauces. They're beignets so I don't know why they call them wontons but they're heavenly. Dip on in either the warm caramel or chocolate dipping sauces and ... I know it's just fried banana but they do something to that batter or the oil they're frying them in because they're just perfect.
by Thalia Signorino on Maybe this place gets douchey after 1am, but I'm an old man now and generally don't stay that late at places. I can tell you that from 10-1, I had a great time here. The atrium is really lovely with the lights at night, the drinks are reasonably priced, it wasn't too loud. You can actually have a decent conversation with friends. What's not to like so far? The crowd maybe a bit B+T, but I was there to hang out w/ my peeps and not to look at everyone else and thankfully there's enough space to do that.
by Luella Deerdoff on Odd. That basically sums up my experience here. I went post Thanksgiving. I think they just hang velvet ropes everywhere so you feel like you're getting into something cool. Ok, velvet ropes are kind of normal, but to get through these ropes they turned my arm into a memo pad. I had to get marked 3-4 times to move 3 feet. The DJ was sort of... :P The music was old. Not old enough to be cool, just old enough to have heard it too much. On the plus side they dressed a girl and a guy up like Native Americans and made them dance. That was great. The bartender I had was friendly, but then he said, "On Saturdays we get an older crowd, it's great." Why was he suggesting that I would like an older crowd... was he calling me old? I wasn't certain, but I didn't want to talk to him anymore. Anyway, too much to go through just to get in to a regular club, way too aggressive with the markers and stamps, the music was nothing particular, dancing natives, mixed about the bartender. It's ok, but I'm probably never going to let them scribble all over me again.
