Meet at the Ghandi Statue, the one landmark in NYC, where the West side and the East side converge . . . and where D met his own Eastern-philosophy spouting pseudo-soul mate (Only in Your Dreams) Leia mais.
One-size-fits-all kind of place that's open early and late. A varied American menu with something for everyone, a hopping bar, plenty of tables in a buzzy room and a photo booth in the basement.
Everyone raves about the pulled pork and brisket but if the pork cheeks are on special, get um!! Shit is on point. Edamame salad is killer, as is all of their pickles.
