This place is a decent local watering hole. The people who hang out there are nice enough. But I should never have to beg for a drink. The bartender was too busy chatting up with some guys at the end of the bar that she could not be bothered to get me a drink. So I went back to the patio sans drink. My friends ask why I didnt get a drink? Because I don't want one so bad as to have to beg for it. So rather than leave they talked me into waiting. Eventually got drink. Time to get drink #2. Went through the same process again. So now I am thinking it's just me she is ignoring. Then some other friends came in to join us. My buddy sits down next to me at the bar and after about 5 mins of waving his hands in the air he turns to me and asks, "What does a guy have to do to get a drink around here" Me: "Welcome to 92nd Street Cafe"