Oh Boy,
So we can begin with the first trip, Other Wife, and friend surprised me and we had a lovely time. This was months and months ago, and they had a robust by the glass wine list, replete with a nice selection of old world wines. Right up my alley. The food was well crafted and it we all left satisfied and impressed which is high praise from Other Wife.
Fast forward to a few weeks ago. Either the wine by the glass was limited or perhaps my memory is incorrect, but it was much less impressive in terms of the selection. I'm not sure why it changed, I know wine by the glass can really compound on the waste side of things, but two varietals a piece was a bummer. For the record, our first waiter actually misidentified a Loire for a Burgundy, which is a massive problem if you only offer two white wines. So what they lost a little spit shine? Then the food came. The bread was still delectable, and we got a smattering of small plates and then caved and ended up sharing a Wagyu beef. I had to bounce to catch the choo choo, and then it hit me. I had to cork my asshole less I experience explosive diarrhea on the subway; eventually finding a NJ Transit bathroom akin to Trainspotting to relieve the toxins. Our friend? He was laid out for days.
We all suspect it was the Wagyu, though who knows with food born illness? I believe other wife sent something through the reservation service. Regrettably, I believe this place has now become a hard pass.