White Slab Palace Review in NY Press
When entering a bar, one expects that someone—an owner, an architect, a quick-witted bar back— has thought through how the space should work; considering things like, “It’s a bar, people will be drinking. Hell, they may even get drunk.”The folks running White Slab Palace, a Scandinavian-themed bar on Delancey Street, did not.
While the bar’s décor features thick, sturdy-looking wooden tables, the long granite bar proves less stable.You practically have to climb onto the four-foot-tall bar stools, a feat that gets more dangerous the more cocktails you have.This furniture choice also makes the bar an awkward place to chat, unless you’re lucky enough to score one of the 15 or so seats. If your date is standing on the ground, he tends to look more like a midget than the hunky hero you hoped him to be. Bar seating aside, the four-month old spot has other problems that turned me off. For one, the bartender didn’t know what he was serving. “Oh I don’t drink,” he told us with a smile after I inquired which of the house aquavits ($6) he preferred…(read the rest via New York Press)
