I went after dance class at Ailey and Tuesday is karaōke. A friend in real life lived in the city many years and met someone who has worked here a long time. The UES, like the UWS, is not a monolith. Can you live with her judging you? CAN YOU?įun. If she had 9 lives, she’s spending her last one silently judging you with her cat eyes and her hateful soul. She twitches and mutters to herself while trying to forget what she has seen on the front lines of this boozy war. There is also a rogue bar cat (actual cat) that carries with her the PTSD of horrifically bad decisions of past patrons and the souls of previous bar frequenters. Many of the men here have «allergies» and have to carry kleenex with them at all times while blowing their noses at the bar while asking if you went to Vassar and what equestrian club you belonged to in connecticut. Thats right, HEINEKEN! (gasps of disdain). You’ve made your bed and now you can lay in it: most of the people in this bar drink heineken. As tempting as that sounds, do you want to have someone spill a cranberry vodka on your brand new camel colored Sperry’s that your dad hasnt even gotten the bill for yet? Do you really want to spend your night holding a strangers hair over the toilet while her sorority sisters make sexual and drug fueled mistakes in the next stall? Maybe you do, I DONT KNOW YOUR LIFE! Fine. Be smart people) Dorrians is the perfect spot for sports games, a quick bite, and a night out!ĭorrians is the best place on the upper east side to meet vapid and entitled, pastel polo shirt wearing future yacht club members. (Yes, as others have mentioned, if you hang up your Barbour or Burberry jacket, don’t be surprised to see its not there when you come back in 4 hours. Messy, but delicious! There is a private room available to rent out in the back and a coat rack near the back of the main room. I’ve had: - mozzarella sticks: crispy & delicious - sliders: juicy & topped with bacon - mushroom flatbread: mushrooms piled high and balsamic and mayo drizzle. Zog sports teams frequent the bar during the day, but there is a dress code for the night crowd (button downs, etc.) The staff are extremely friendly and many have been working there for 10+ years. Come 1AM, there will be line out the door and around the corner. Oh how I love Dorrians… If you are a preppy kid who went to a good school and now live in NYC, you will probably come to Dorrians and probably run into people you know. Since this is not a big deal in the hand scheme of life, or even our evening – not winning the Powerball took first place – we went to good ol’ bouncer-less Phil Hughes on 1 st Ave and had a great night. Maybe he was sick the day his training program went over Maryland IDs, or maybe he was just having an off day, but last night, Tiny was wrong. Who knows how many other Maryland bar-goers he has made cry outside Dorians from pure and utter frustration? I do fully realize that bouncers have to keep the under aged out, which I am extremely thankful for, and I can sympathize with him having to deal with drunk people for a living. In this scenario, Tiny was Ken Kratz, the overweight defender of the bar on an extreme power-trip. My other friends and I her defense, producing credit cards, school and work IDs, even her insurance card, trying to prove her innocence. OH no!!! Tiny was not going to be fooled tonight! It was our own small version of «Making a Muderer.» My friend was Steven Avery, falsely accused of a crime. for my birthday and has a Maryland ID, was trying to pull one over on him. Though claiming to be a «highly trained expert» in, I guess looking at IDs, Tiny was convinced that my friend, who had come up from Washington D.C. The group’s ages ranged from 24 to 28 - certainly past the age when you hand over your ID and nervously hope they let you in. A few minutes later, my friend comes up and says that the bouncer – let’s call him Tiny – won’t let my friend in. I headed in, hung my coat, and met my sister at the bar. Last night, post-birthday drinks, cake, and a few rounds of Justin’s «Sorry» music video, about 8 of my friends and I made our bi-annual walk over to test out our new moves. We go only to dance – they usually have a good mix of songs and it’s not TOO crowded, but other then that, it’s nothing special. Dorians is not a place that I frequent often, but twice a year, I end up there: once on my sister’s birthday, and once on mine.
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