The missus and I ended up here yesterday after walking almost the length of Steinway Street and developing a crazed, frenetic hunger that has been observed only in the form of lions chasing down zebras in the Serengeti. Uno? Nope. Applebees? No chance. 5N? You know I'm down.
We were lured in by the bait like fish to a worm. $2 sliders and $4 draft beer happy hour. Sold. The sign said "at the bar only," but there were no seats at the bar. The hostess noticed our dismay and asked us if we would like to enjoy the happy hour outside since no seats were available at the bar.
