If I'm on the Upper East Side, this is more my speed. Quiet except for conversation, and the promise of piano that never quite delivered while we were still there, but I bet it was a doozy. You know that fifteen years ago, it was full of cigarette smoke. Now it's an expensive but cute place for a cocktail or two. I encourage my friend to become a regular there. Friendly bartender. Which brings me to #31
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