Dinner At the Bar, Please

Me.

Working for the man can be rough, but the paycheck allows me to enjoy my favorite hobby – experiencing great restaurants in the Big Apple.  But I do hate bothering with pesky reservations – unless it’s unavoidable.  So, I sit at the bar.  A shorter wait. Access to fine wines and spirits. And a list of yumminess to choose from.  Can you ask for anything more?

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