The creative and diverse crudos, the late night hours, the high-end food in an unpretentious setting- and I didn’t even mention half priced oyster and champagne Wednesdays. Yeah, the place kind of kicks ass.
Then they had this foodblogger tasting event. It left me a bit ruffled and confused. While I can always eat more of Parkside’s food, I’m not entirely sure what the point of it was and it certainly could have used some tweaking in the execution department.
The whole thing started off kind of strange. We were there ostensibly for a happy hour type event. Only they don’t have any happy hour food specials, just drinks. That’s fine, but when I asked to see their drinks menu, the bartender pointed at some bottles behind her and grunted that I was looking at it.
A Manhattan perched on the downstairs bar.
I knew they had specialty house cocktails, but she informed me that they don’t make those upstairs where we had all been gathered. Ok.
She further explained that if I wanted to, I could walk to the downstairs bar, buy them there and bring them back up. Honestly, I could use the exercise. (Later, she told me she had no idea an event was going on and that she could, in fact, make all of the drinks. It’s always good to be warned about a swarm of camera wielding, vittle loving, highly opinionated foodies. Just sayin’.)
Parkside's rockin' upstairs balcony.
We then proceeded to hang out next to a lovely vegan blogger who had been invited but who left early because as it turns out, Parkside wasn’t offering any actual vegan food. Hmm.
Other awkward strangeness was afoot but I’m done bitching. On to the food!