Sunday, October 01, 2006

Les Halles

Les Halles
Park Avenue
New York, NY

Here's what you don't expect to see on a Saturday night at Les Halles: a 1/2 dozen folks wearing football jerseys,trying to order a Smirnoff Ice at the bar. But that was exactly what happened. The bartender didn't lose her patience, but it was clear that she may have been a bit confused: what were they doing there?

Having a drink after the game. Les Halles is next to the Park Ave Country Club.

Ah, Les Halles. The wait isinterminable, the sound level intolerable, the lighting ridiculously low. The tables are so close together, that you might as well be having dinner with the people next to you.

And that's the thing. The kitchen screwed up and sent 2 plates of the calamari to the table to the right of us, who'd only ordered 1. I would have offered some to us, really.

We also saved their marriage. We started doodling on the butcher paper, as we often do, sketching ideas for a web page navigation or decision trees or whatever. And then the couple next to us, who had been ignoring each other, started playing tic-tac-toe, and by the time the dessert menu arrived, they were back in love.

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