Review: GATO, NYC
I finally, finally, FINALLY made it to GATO, which is major entirely because of how I feel about Bobby Flay. It was also delicious, and (relatively) reasonably priced. Except for alcohol, which is always a million dollars in NYC. Feel free to donate to my GoFund Me so I can continue to afford cocktails in the city. (That was a joke.) (Seriously.) (Don’t judge me.)
Mmmmmm <3. Weirdly, Bobby wasn’t there to personally introduce himself to us? Oh well, next time!