"It’s unclear why Manhattan-based Jessel showed up more than 40 minutes late to a lunch she planned with Sai. After all, this corner spot in Nolita is within walking distance of about twelve subway lines. OK, we know the answer. Jessel definitely doesn’t take the subway. The champagne flights and two dozen bubblies by the bottle at Champers make it a good choice for any Housewife hang that might devolve into a classic drink-throwing session. If the champagne-fuelled drama gets to that point, your splash zone will include tourists in a post-shopping daze who are just trying to enjoy the excellent bread pudding french toast. (But we absolutely do not condone projectile beverages, even if out-of-towners wearing their special occasion crocs might appreciate the excitement.)" - gabe bergado