"Issaya Siamese Club's front lawn begs you to wiggle your toes; after all, the steel and concrete of the city feels like distant memory. You plop down into a colorful bean bag (built for two) and drink your first cocktails in the glow of a century-old home while admiring its open shutters, exterior staircase, and pretty roof tiles. Inside, the walls are a brilliant blue, the ceiling slants at funny angles, and the food feels like edible art. There's smoke and fire, and there's a dessert that's literally thrown at the table." - Jenny Adams