Recently, we were surprised to find out that we made it on to Zagat’s radar when a review was published, which you can read here. Zagat has a notorious reputation for unreliable ratings that are produced solely by tourists – think Yelp, but if only people visiting from Nebraska did the NYC reviews.
The article did not disappoint.
“All orders at Skytown are done at the bar, and once you have paid for your food and got a jelly jar filled with a drink, you are free to take your pick of any of the rickety card tables littered languidly around the space.”
Translation: It’s a bit unusual when I’m not greeted by a waiter with an Olive Garden pin who hands me a laminated menu.
“We sat at a long table that was coated in what might have been a curtain. It felt kind of like being at a makeshift dinner party in an artist friend’s warehouse somewhere in Bushwick. Oh wait, we were in Bushwick.”
Translation: I saw an episode of Girls on HBO one time, and they had an episode in Bushwick about a loft party. Another time, I saw an episode of Glee, and they found a loft in Bushwick. So anything that doesn’t take place in a gritty warehouse in Bushwick isn’t really authentic.
“Not that this appears to bother the patrons, a quarter of whom sat across from a glowing blue screen typing away at what could only be the next great American novel. Speaking of books, another service Skytown offers is their in house library sprouting up from various spaces like literary flowerbeds.”
Translation: Hipsters read books! Did you know that? That’s fascinating! And since I assume they’re all unemployed, they can’t be checking email – they must all be writing science fiction novels!


















































































