Review: The Fat Radish

The hubby (addressed as H going forward) and I honor our February 15th wedding day by celebrating with a date night the fifteenth of every month. On our wedding day everything you can fathom going wrong at a wedding, went categorically wrong during ours and so this is our way of celebrating our love in a much more intimate way- stress free might I add (thank you baby Jesus). I can save those details for another rainy night, boy do I have hellish stories to recount. I will need more like a bottle of wine rather than a glass to get those stories started. I digress...

H decided on The Fat Radish for May's date night, we alternate every month picking a new location to discover while keeping the meeting place a surprise until the day of, adorable - yes, I know. We arrive for our 7:15PM reservation on yet another NYC rainy night and there was no host at the entrance. No one. We waited for about 5 minutes until the young lady made her way back to her post and asked us to follow her to our seats after asking us our names. The ambiance was interesting, dim lighting, candles lit, neutral colors, simple yet beautiful decor "I'm liking this"; I think.

 We ask to move from our original assigned table as the air-conditioning was on and aiming directly at me so we moved to the other side of the restaurant where it was significantly warmer. As is the case in many New York City eateries, there is not much room for intimacy in what are considered hip & cool restaurants such as The Fat Radish. I heard all about my neighbors experience at SoulCycle, stories about how cheap her boyfriend is, and the list goes on. Our waitress greeted us, handed down our menus and off she goes to tend to another table. Radishes appear on our table instead of the traditional basket full of bread and butter yet no one explained what the radishes were dressed in, I assumed after trying it- some sort of olive tapenade dressing which I enjoyed, H, on the other hand; not so much. After ordering our appetizers which included half a dozen oysters, curry yogurt dip with pita, and the yellow fin crudo special; they all arrived at our table and once again, no one explained what we were eating. I figured then this would be a recurring theme of the evening. H ordered fish for dinner and I ordered a cheese burger, both were ridiculously bland, overwhelmingly so. None of the dishes were spectacular, dinner felt rushed, our waitress was inattentive and the food was not what I envisioned it would be- our experience at The Fat Radish was incredibly underwhelming to say the least. 

Returning to The Fat Radish: No, gracias
Price: $$$