Emily Preiser
Google
Great food, great views, lovely staff. “Why is it two stars then?” My experience was on Saturday, July 12.
Well Susan, let me tell you. For one thing, it’s your bar. Your bar is packed and severely understaffed to handle the influx of people standing around in generic $50 black tops & jeans, ordering 3-4 espresso martinis. Because of that, chaos erupts thus causing my first round of drinks to be 45 minutes late and the buss boys dropping trays of glasses as if it were a Grecian wedding. Do us all a favor and limit the amount of people congregating around the bar before it becomes Porta. I come here for my sexy lemon drop martini smothered in a sugar rim.
Because the bar was packed, my appetizers came before the drinks did. I was left with $6 bread, (why am I paying for bread?) and soggy calamari. It was smothered in this weird white sauce with no flavor, in which I’m assuming someone took it in the back and freaked it.
Look, I want to love AP Rooftop. The view is unmatched, the vibe is cute, and when the drinks DO arrive, they hit. But no amount of skyline or sexy lighting can distract from the disorganized chaos that is your dining room situation. Until there’s some crowd control, a rework of the timing, and maybe a serious conversation about the calamari crime happening in the kitchen, I’ll be sipping my overpriced lemon drop elsewhere.