With the relentless snow forming brownish-gray mountains on every corner in New York City, and ankle deep slush inhibiting my ability to simply cross streets, I venture out into the cold windy night in search of a convenient yet classy happy hour. Though winter is pummeling us, work does not cease and I have a business associate to entertain. Where-o-where can I indulge without wading through muck and mire on this climatically challenged Monday ...
A sexy chic vibe emanates from a barely marked front entranceway. Nothing but a Q and an I perfectly designate this hideaway of casual, hip, and elegant fare. Though this under-the-radar 14th street locale should loudly announce its residency on this busy throughway, the fact that it does not just increases the mysterious allure of Qi....
