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| - I have two words for this classy looking, great view and great culinary spot: DRESS CODE
Came here with wifey for our birthdays, coinciding with national unemployment weekend holiday in September.
Place is nice, dim-lit, comfy booths. Food is terrific. Yes expensive, but thats what you get. Free access to club upstairs, which sucks ass but great 51st-floor outdoor view. Yes, we went early to the club, but they had 20-year old mashed hip hop and even some R+B crap that made me wanna puke. As for fellow yelpers who insist on witch doctor, I didnt wanna pay $30 per person for a drink to find out when I can have a very nice glass of red wine for $13.
We ordered wedge salad, cold seafood platter, and surf and turf with shrimp. Portions arent gonna fill up anyone with a hearty appetite, but quality is borderline spectacular. Our waiter was very attentive, (adrian?)
Load up on the bread to fill up, unless you are a google majority shareholder.
I saw a group of 3 bald headed, full arm tattooed guys with their chicks come in and sit, all with sneakers, shorts, and TANK TOPS. For dinner. No joke. If I owned a burger king I would throw them out. TANKTOPS, baggy shorts, pulled up socks and vans. All they needed was a 40 and an ak-47 to complete the drive-by.
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