Ben "there done that" W.'s Profile

Three words...

GIGANTIC DINOSAUR BONES

If that doesn't get you there, there is really nothing more I can do.

Here's the secret to Union Hall, it attracts frat boys, sorority sisters, and goombas from all over the 5 boroughs so if you go, you need to roll heavy. That means at least 4 people in your party, otherwise some bitchy girl in a sparkly top is sure to move her belated 28th birthday party all over your drinks.

"Tara, this is Devon - She was in my sorority at Colgate."

Think ahead - bring pepperspray.

I wasn't blown away and I wasn't disappointed. I think it's all about what you order.

The prices however are retarded for what you get.

I got the summer roll things that were almost entirely lettuce for 7.50. I know it's soho, but there is seriously better and cheaper food less than 3 blocks away.

Awesome night of fun and games. I had a lot of fizzy vodka and yelled at enough yelpers to really make the next Yelp event awkward.

"THE ELECTION RESULTS ARE HAPPENING IN THE OTHER ROOM PEOPLE! LET'S MOVE THIS PARTY OVER!"

Props to all the Yelp staff for keeping their shit together. If only I could've gotten a mini slider! But alas I was in the wrong end of the room. Serves me right for setting up shop in the corner. I'll be back pronto.

It's like a perfect slice of heaven. One part dive bar, one part cute burlesque show back room.

Any back room with tinsel is a friend of mine.

The drinks are reasonable and the bar tenders are lovely. Plus they got a foosball table.

Any bar with a foosball table...

You get the idea.

Only draw back is this bar is pretty far from civilization. As an N rider it's a hike, but you east siders and Brooklynites who take the F - it's a breeze.

Hey, where did all my vowels go?

Perhaps it's my jaded post 2005 mindset, but the inventiveness of Brgr's identity is about all that I really like about this Chelsea burgery... That and the beer.

Let's get down to brass tacks shall we? Hows the burger? Sloppy. I find brgr's burgers a bit greasy and a bit soggy. wrapped in their individual wrappers like blankets on a cold camping trip, these burgers, like a city boy in a forrest, have a tendency to fall apart when out of their encasings. They also drip a liquid which turns all it touches transparent.

In the industry we call that 'fat juice'

So on a scale of 1-5 I give the burger a 3. Unfortunately, the menu doesn't stop there.

I'm not sure how exactly you screw up french fries and onion rings, but Brgr makes an admirable attempt. Everything is cut so small it's impossible to dip without grabbing a handful. This I do not like because it's messy and makes me feel fat

"NEED MORE FRIES IN MOUTH! ME GRAB HANDFULS!"

Brgr fails to deliver a good burger in very new exciting ways. If it weren't so close to so many city attractions I would never go there, but as it is - I will curse their burger all the way to their bank.

(My rating is 4 stars for the theatre & 2 stars for the cafe)

Let's get serious here. Movies are expensive right? Bag of popcorn $5. We all know the deal and we put up with it because it's a treat, we love a good treat. Cafe's are expensive right? Cup of coffee $2.10? for tasty brown water. We all know the deal and we put up with it because it's a treat, we love a good treat.

Angelika, however, has mixed these two into a great theater and an incredibly expensive and mediocre cafe. Really mediocre! I had a tinsy slice of soggy crumble cake and a medium coffee (which they said was large) all for the insane price of $8!

I tried to do the math when I got back to my table and no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't figure out the crazy pricing. In the end I think it's $3.50 for mediocre coffee and 4.50 for inedible cake.

Seriously Angelika, either fix your cafe or get rid of it. I will from now on drink my coffee across the street where it costs an absurd $2.50, but at least it's a treat worth the price tag.

Hey, you like being high? On the marijuana? Well so do the guys who work at this Ben & Jerry's. Not only was there a really long line, but it didn't move at all. And once I got up to the front - the guy helping me got my order wrong anyway.

To add to my frustration out of 3 choices for ice cream I picked 2 were not available. To which I asked, "you guys do sell ice cream right?" They were not entirely sure.

Hey Ben, hey Jerry, let's put down the wavy gravy for a minute and fix this place.

And by "wavy gravy" I mean, of course, the marijuana.

This is a great little nook for really intimate performances. I've seen and performed improv at this venue and it's confided quarters focus the room's energy and make just about every show a great time. Every show is a winner.

Drinks usually follow at Grassroots (http://www.yelp.com/bi...) after.

TIP: No liquor license means you should definitely bring a 6 pack and make friends, just be sure to take you trash with you when you leave. Nothing makes a group of performers more unhappy than to clean up.

I always try to write something meaningful about the restaurants I review, but with Pizza that's kind of hard. Tips like, "Hey they got this stuff called pepperoni you can get on it, wowsa!" or "what kind of crazy cheese is this? They call it mozzarella, more like Barberalla! It's out of this world!" would seem kind of redundant and forced.

So I'll leave you with this anecdote. I visit this pizzeria after the gym and I eat a lot - basically undoing all the heavy lifting, tread milling, and jump roping I have just done. I do it every week. I don't regret a single slice.