My first draft of this review was actually typed with my thumbs on my iPhone while getting hammered on vodka at Red Square, immediately after leaving MIX in a really foul mood. Sometimes I do some of my best work in an altered state, but I decided to start from scratch and leave out the part about how this restaurant makes me want to punch a baby. People never take that with the humor that is intended... But now I've gone and said it again.\n\nAmbiance and white orbs and Michelin star be damned! Our service was godawful. One end of our table supposedly had great service all night long, while the other end (my end, of course) was generally ignored. Service was slow, SLOW, S-L-O-W, S.....L.....O.....W. I expect a good meal to be an event, but you've gotta keep me entertained with a full glass and some good snacks. The place was also freezing. This must be a common complaint because the waiter brought out a stack of blankets for the ladies that looked not at all unlike the rough, homespun smallpox blankets that the U.S. government gave to the Native Americans back in the 1800s. \n\nThe food was decent. My bison was cooked perfectly, albeit with a crust of peppercorns that was too peppery for even this lover of pepper. The vegetables looked and tasted like they'd come from a Birdseye steam fresh bag. My lady was so pissed that she didn't even touch her food. And we ended up with a $350 bill. \n\nNever again.
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