The first thing I noticed when I entered New York Dog was the aroma of fine perfume. It made my mouth water. The second thing was the pervasive violet and yellow decor. We were greeted and seated in the Van Gogh Room, a cumbersome room decorated with numerous clams and loose crutches. Our waitress, whose name was Alexis, came promptly and distributed the menus. The menu is expensive. Some of the items which caught my eye were popcorn, chocolate-covered ants, sweet potatoes, and squash blossom soup. I decided to order Ceviche Carbonara and my companion, Xavier, ordered Lobster bisque à la Russe. Alexis seemed cruel as she brought in our orders about forty-three minutes later. I had a bag of popcorn on the side, and Xavier had a dish of refried beans. A kamikaze was a perfect complement for my ceviche.
The Ceviche was hand-painted but a bit tiny. The common way to cook with cilantro is to broil first, but our chef chooses to refrigerate overnight, then blend it into the ceviche. Xavier thought the lobster bisque seemed a bit narrow, but said he would definitely order the item again.
Our ticket came to about twenty-five dollars, which I think is appalling. Overall, the food was all right, the atmosphere was breathtaking, and the service was ridiculous. If you are an urbane person, this might be the ideal place for you.