Adam C.
Google
Last night my girlfriend & I walked in to have a drink. It was close to 10:10 PM we took a seat & we were told to order our drinks by the bar. I ordered the drinks, and I was told our drinks would be served to us. We waited, and waited, and waited. I reminded the bartender after fifteen minutes for an old-fashioned & a glass of wine. We continued to wait, and I looked at the bar expecting to see that things were busy. I saw one bartender making drinks, and the other servers chatting things up with two girls at the bar. I told my girlfriend we should leave since we were now waiting for than thirty minutes, and we decided to leave. While I got dressed, I stared down our server, and he walked over to us with only the glass of wine. It could have been served to my girlfriend if he hadn't been busy flirting. For all I know, the place is the best bar in NYC, but if my server were more focused on his job, I would have known.