by Stacie S. on We were staying in the city for the weekend and it was recommended to us. Southern cooking and great local music. The ambiance is so so, but that's not what you're there for.
by phong-lan h. on When the Frying Pan was parked on Pier 63 it was THE Coolest Place to be... 10 years ago. Spooky, rusty, rickadee ship to dance your ass off to Turntables on the Hudson... drums beating, people grooving and just to be on the water was soooo amazing. Then for some reason the parties stopped and the shipped became a place where you can have drinks after a hard days work.... a small bar and couple of Webber type grill for burgers (tasty charcoal ones cooked with care) while watching the flaming reds/oranges in the sunset which was magical -2 years ago. Now downhill as it's become more Corporate. On my recent visit for a going away party now parked --Pier 66 there where table after tables full of "suits" ?! Assembly food line: You order your food from a guy with a mic. Gives you a ticket and says "ready in 10 minutes" (no love on the food!) There's a teleprompter in large red digits corresponding to the ticket If you somehow forget and of course the guy blares the number out. (reminds me of being at carnival). Ordered: $31 Coronas -in an ice bucket, plastics cup with limes (oh btw the bartender flips off the caps like he's on speed -don't buy into it and take your time - ignore it. $9+ Burgers (3) -below average pre slab in a factory patties -gross. $ 5 Cajun fries (2) -stale All waste of money and taste buds. $8 Organic salad -only good thing with grape tomatoes. All for about $78.00 Smellier bathroom then 2 years ago, stalls that you'll definitely catch something if you're not careful! Go for the drinks, view but I would skip the food for sure. 3.5
by Christene Shumay on Great space for displaying art. It's a gallery that is for the enjoyment of viewing, drinking, and dancing. The open space sure got filled up quickly. Happy Hour on a Wednesday night was never dull here. The only thing that was upsetting were the unfriendly and uncheerful bartendars. Give a smile. The music playing was mainly house/trance. At times it was sooo loud that I couldn't hear myself speak. The next morning my throat was parched and sore.
