Turn It Up and Sit Down
Gotham-Ladyists, I hear you (too much, frankly) but I don't think you're ready to be crowned the Amerigo Vespuccis of the downtown bar and restaurant scene anytime soon. With all the mucho calor clamoring surrounding La Esquina, a goddamn taqueria with a "secret" bar downstairs (sorry but I don't see the big deal with the whole speakeasy vibe because there's just one little problem...THE SELLING AND CONSUMPTION OF ALCOHOL IS LEGAL), your review on Gothamist is last in a long list of online coverage before the NYT Sunday Styles took a smash in that taco bowl.
Eater provides a nice timeline of the buzzapalooza but misses one important press mention: the NYT Food Stuff column on June 28 that gives an early review of the place and also reveals the brasserie downstairs. Verbose Coma and Thrillist still take top honors and I hope each gets a taco or tequila shot named after them. While scooping the Sunday Styles has never been a miraculous feat, even in pre-blog days, you ladies weren't even close to tackling the Times.
Of course I am flattered that you've set the goal of proving me wrong, which should be a very easy mission, but this time you came up colder than the San Loco leftovers in my fridge.
Eater provides a nice timeline of the buzzapalooza but misses one important press mention: the NYT Food Stuff column on June 28 that gives an early review of the place and also reveals the brasserie downstairs. Verbose Coma and Thrillist still take top honors and I hope each gets a taco or tequila shot named after them. While scooping the Sunday Styles has never been a miraculous feat, even in pre-blog days, you ladies weren't even close to tackling the Times.
Of course I am flattered that you've set the goal of proving me wrong, which should be a very easy mission, but this time you came up colder than the San Loco leftovers in my fridge.
