Basically: I was wrong.
I had this preconceived notion that Hemingway's was for the uppity, or those feigning that they belonged in Yorkville's supposed debonair setting. I imagined schmoozy - "do you come here often" - mingling along the space between the backlit bar and single, wall-lining leather banquette.
Boy, was I wrong.
The crowd at Hemingway's is actually low-key, and comfortably in the company of friends. Conversations across the patio appeared to be intimate and concentrated around tables on the roof-top, lit by the moon, votives, and a few strings of christmas (?) lights.
The venue itself is also casual. If there were drunken chaos, the second floor patio treehouse could be mistaken for a grown-up version of "The Maddy". Yet, there's a quiet murmur.
That's all I can report on as I too was entrenched in some casual and comfy convo.
I'll be back!