May 3, 2011

(Okay, I went here on Sunday with my parents and was going to post this yesterday, but then Osama shook ace/deuce and I wanted to document that, so I put that up yesterday. So today’s post is from Sunday night. Confused? Welcome to the club, I’m dizzier than Tommy Roe with an ear infection at this point. Anyway, enjoy!)

Okay, tonight’s my parent’s last night in town. One of our favorite places to go to is The Water Club which overlooks the East River and has a great view. The food is really good too. It’s kind of a fancy place, but you don’t have to get dressed up to dine there. You can and many do, but I’ve never gotten attitude for wearing jeans. My parents are coming over to my place before dinner for drinks and snacks.

And speaking of snacks, tonight's snack mix is going to be made up of pure Utz snacks. I love the little Utz girl snack girl. She reminds me of a punk rock version of Nancy.

As I've mentioned before, I'm a board-certified snackologist, what I'm about to show you should only be attempted by board-certified snackologists, PLEASE, don't try this at home! Here's my official board-certified snackologist mixing container.

Slowly and carefully we'll add carefully measured portions to the Utz snack casserole.

After two and a quarter hours of mixing, measuring and pruning, the snack casserole is done. Beautiful!

And here's my parents in my apartment. My Dad enjoys some of the snack mix and my mom is holding my Joan Jett book I got from Ammo books.

Here we are in a cab zooming to the Water Club.

And here we are, let's go inside and start the dinner portion of the evening.

Here's the front bar, which will be familiar if you followed my 365 Bar Crawl.

It's no surprise that this place has a nautical theme. A three hour tour.

Here we are at our table. It's bright in the background and we got blacked out. We'll try this again later when the sun goes down.

I love halter tops and looking at the back of a woman. Wow, she's sure an eyeful! Nice shoulder blades!

My Dad was saying something, but I wasn't quite sure what he was talking about...

As I was too busy elsewhere. Okay, I'll quit obsessing.

This is my third beer, so it's time to make a trip to the Men's room.

You know a place has class when they have a flower pot above the urinal. But I put the ass in class and thought they'd look better somewhere else.

Don't they look better there? A tree may grow in Brooklyn, but flowers sprout in urinals in Manhattan.

Poetry in motion!

When I got back dinner was served! My mom got a filet.

My Dad got the trout...that almost sounds like he got a disease.

I got the lobster roll, french fries and cole slaw. It was delicious!

The sun's down and we got a decent table shot. Influenced by The Rutles, I'm having tea.

Here's our dessert, my Mom got ice cream with chocolate sauce. I got...

Aaaaaaahhhhh!!!

If they do say so themselves...(taken from the “about” section of their website.)
The Water Club is one of the most celebrated restaurants in New York—featuring a wonderful classic American menu, breathtaking river views and a "Sunday brunch that defies description." (The New York Times) Open throughout the year for lunch, dinner and brunch, The Water Club also offers private party rooms, an outdoor patio "The Crow's Nest", piano music nightly and valet parking.

The Water Club
The East River, at 30th St.
212-683-3333

Further Reading: New York magazine, MenuPages, CitySearch and Open Table.

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