It’s rooftop season in New York City, and Julie suggested that we met for drinks at . I’ve been to the other Dear Irving (the one that doesn’t have a rooftop bar) and I liked it a lot, so my expectations were sky high (around 40 floors or so).
We started out with a table indoors and with water dripping from the ceiling, but before anyone got grumpy, we were moved to what might have been the nicest table at the entire place, right in the corner of the outdoor terrace. The cocktails were great, and the nibbles were nice enough, but not the reason why we came, and not a reason to go back.
Dear Irving on Hudson seems to attract a slightly different crowd than the other Dear Irving (yes, you’ll see a tourist or two), but I liked the place and the view was amazing, not to mention the company. Had such a fun night with some of my favorite NYC ladies.