Dinner At the Standard Grill
Few things make me happier than dinner at the Standard Grill. I love its location, right under the High Line. I love the raw bar and the porterhouse steaks with equal fervor. I love that they always give Little McGifty way more marshmallows than one child could possibly eat. I adore the penny floor and the old fashioned photo booth in the basement downstairs. It’s fancy and not cheap, but there is something old-fashioned and nourishing about being there. It’s not the place where everybody knows my name, but boy, do I wish it was.
The Standard Grill, always a lively scene.
The wine list. Yes, vin, please.
Dinner for me and Mr. McGifty: Porterhouse steak, duck fat smashed potatoes and a good pickle.
Hot chocolate and a side of marshmallows for Little McGifty.
The penny floor.
Our favorite booth.
I am still working on coming up with more interesting photo booth faces. Working, working…
Yum, looks like a great place. I am glad they spoil Little McGifty! She deserves it 🙂
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