Behind the velvet rope hierarchies of NYC restaurant reservations

This may be the single most arrogant thing I ever post,
But I am exactly the sort of person if people knew what my real life was like would want in their restaurant to add to the stories much more interesting and outrageous then most of the people that have come in the doors.

I’m what you’d call a character.

But I don’t look it much, and most of these places are the most vapid soulless holes with “proper” food on tiny plates and huge egos I’d want nothing to do with in the first place

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