For someone who loves Sinatra (the music more than the man), I had a real treat two nights ago. We are wrapping up a week of seeing (and dining) all that we can here in New York City, and two nights ago spent some time in an old favorite of Franks, Patsy's Italian Restaurant.While it could have something to do with the fact that Patsy's had one of the only 10 liquor licenses in the city at the time, Sinatra liked the place so much that he had his own entrance, and his own table at the back.
They haven't changed the decor since that 50's and 60's prime time era, and it takes you back. For a retro-phile such as myself, that is a lot of fun. I haven't seen that many mirrored walls in...well, ever. I had a Jack and Coke for the man, in his old favorite spot just to say, "Cheers, Frank".
