Dear owners of Native New Yorker,
Seriously?? What the hell were you thinking?
First, you knock down the wall that separates the bar from the restaurant. Bad idea.
Next, you got rid of the jukebox. Worse idea.
What's next?? Get rid of trivia? Music? Wings?
I used to love to come here. Now it's just not the same. I cringe when karaoke gets off collar because there are children in the restaurant.
On top of that, your manager yelled at a patron across the entire bar that he has dogs in the back of his truck with no water. Dude...it's like 60 degrees out...plus, you totally could have walked over to him and said it privately instead of blasting him all over the bar.
You have turned one of our favorite places into another lame-ass restaurant. Sigh*
Sincerely,
Former patron