I have been on a kick to try out some different taste sensations lately and have been eyeing this place from afar recently. Last night I decided that we were going to give Om Restaurant a try as I was craving Indian fare. Sure glad we did as this was a feast fitting for a Maharaja!
On weekend nights this place is packed as it’s a narrow little eatery with only about 13-15 tables in it that seats two at a time. I figured Monday night would be a good call and when we dropped by it was still pretty busy, but we easily found a seat. The aroma of delicious curry and spices filling the air is intoxicating when you walk in, and immediately sets off your taste buds tingling with anticipation. The decor is understated, bright and clean, yet simple and elegant at the same time. Continue reading OM – Nom Nom Nom on the Upper East Side in NYC!
(Photo Credit – Essex)
Let me preface this review by proclaiming –
THAT I AM TOTALLY F**KING DRUNK OFF MY ASS RIGHT NOW!
Wow, am I sh*tfaced and totally rocked from what turned out to be a six and a half hour brunch bender. I don’t remember much of what I ate, and I am still trying to figure out where my pants are, but I had a great Sunday!
Holy Crapola! Did you know that Economy Candy is right across the street? (One of the most amazing old school candy stores in NYC!) This place looks like Willy Wonka threw up! Can you actually get the bedspins while still out on the street? Whoa, candy cigarettes and pop rocks! Maybe not a good idea right now.
But back to Essex. Had a 3:00 reservation and entered into a crazy cramped and loud bar area. Checked in with the hostess and was told it would be a few minutes. Had to wait amongst the LES scenesters and play body bumpers for about 15 minutes or so alongside the crowded bar. I felt bad for those sitting at the tables along it as all of our asses were constantly pushing into their faces and backs. Nothing like a face full of ass with your omelet! Continue reading Brunch at Essex. Or, how to get sh*tfaced on a NYC afternoon!
Neo – the choice is yours. Swallow the blue pill and all will remain the same. Your life will go on in the same light beer, frat boy, and rack liquor drink existence. Swallow the red pill and escape into the real world of high-end quality cocktails in adult surroundings reminiscent of an old 1930’s speakeasy. Be forewarned that once you stumble down into the rabbit hole you might just want to stay with Alice for awhile and buy her a few luscious libations.
Yes, I took the red pill as I always do when it comes to Speakeasies. Happily I might add, as there is just something that tingles the senses to have your mind and taste buds think that you are entering a secret denizen of prohibited cocktail enjoyment. Hey, we all know that the cat is out of the bag when it comes to these spots here in NYC, but the drink connoisseurs among us still appreciate a well made cocktail, even if it means shelling out a few more clams for it. From the nondescript hidden entranceways, to the dimly lit rooms, to the small spaces, to the pressed tin roof, to the bartenders wearing bow ties and suspenders, to the unusual liquor lists, to the old-timey music playing quietly in the background, those of us who appreciate a place like Little Branch can sip on an expertly mixed drink in an atmosphere that throws one back to another time and place. It’s the civilized way to drink. Oh, and go into the bathroom and read the list of rules on the wall and adhere to them. Continue reading Little Branch NYC – take a trip into the rabbit hole Neo.
One of the few eating establishments in the NYC area that can be truly considered a “panty dropper”. Seriously, if you want to score some serious “smush time” points make sure you take your date to Traif to wine and dine her or him. After an amazing meal here if you can’t “get some” then you would have a hard time scoring in a whorehouse with a fist full of hundreds.
It has been a while since we dined at this wonderful restaurant but I just realized I never reviewed it, so here we are reminiscing over a terrific meal that was truly orgasmic!
What I remember most is, um, let me think…….EVERYTHING!!! Continue reading Traif – a true Panty Dropper meal in Brooklyn, NYC!