Last Friday, we gave away reservations to Little Owl. As usual, we received a barrage of pleas for the Little Owl resy while a few chimed in for Nobu. Here are some highlights:
"There's a girl I'd like to try and impregnate tonight, and Joey Campanaro's delectable sliders should be just the ticket."
"I should get the reservation for The Little Owl because I fell down the stairs last week at the subway station and got whiplash. Today is the first day my neck has started to feel even remotely better..."
"I think I should get those reservations for the simple fact that i would love to have one friday night where my fiance i'snt yapping my ear off for forgetting to make reservations for dinner..."
"Because it's not the Waverly inn and a cockroach will most likely not fall on my head."
"Why I should go? It's a birth right. I'm Japanese and I want to have good sushi."
"Though a general fan of fowl (Chicken, Duck, Quail, etc.), I've never had the opportunity to eat an owl..."
"I have been successful at using my kindness and wit to get tables at every single no reservation location below 14th Street, EXCEPT the Little Owl. Honestly, I am not even sure I really want to eat there, but I feel like I want to just because I CAN'T - please put me out of my misery."
"Because I live 1 block away, I can never get in, I am damn hungry and I damn well deserve it after the week I have had!"
"I should go because its Friday, I worked hard, and some fatty tuna will make it all better..."