OK, so my colleague had been grumbling about trying to find a bar somewhere round Times Square where our crack-fuelled travel department had put us. I said no to many seedy tourist traps, trusting that my trusty beer compass would find somewhere decent. After a sojourn in the insanely huge Toys'R'Us, I started registering quality on the radar and we found the above establishment.
Superb antipasti and the bartender mixologised me a superb espresso Martini. Wonderful.
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