[Gettin' it Wrong] 200 Fifth

Gettin' It Wrong is our semi-regularish column where we call out a Park Slope biz that deserves an online kick in the nuts for doing something that's totally fucking stupid. Today's nominee: 200 Fifth!

Late nights, at like two in the morn, I like grabbing a beer at a bar someplace & ordering up some food to go. Often times, due to the lack of post-midnight takeout options in Park Slope, that place ends up being 200 Fifth. While I love sports as much as the next guy, the atmosphere there kinda sucks. Still, they do have an expansive selection of craft beers and the bartenders are always friendly with me, so I put up with the atmosphere in deference to my late night cravings.

Not any more.

A few months back, after a night of beverages with friends, I made my way down 5th Ave to 200 Fifth and sidled up to the bar. I ordered up a burger to go & after downing a Dogfish 90 Minute, took off for my apartment. When I arrived home, ready to stuff my face with a tasty burger, I opened the bag and was greeted with this...

...a burger on a shitty, untoasted roll with a pickle wedge, a half a tomato slice & a wilted-ass piece of lettuce. The burger itself, while a satisfying-enough pink on the inside, was bland and tasteless.

By smothering it in BBQ sauce, I was able to give it some flavor but it was ultimately one of the lamest burgers I've had in some time.

I'm willing to forgive and forget though, so I tried to put the burger out of my mind and the next time I was there, went for an order of the smoked wings. Fortunately, when I got them home, they were smoky & juicy and, with the blue cheese & ranch that came with them, made me think that my earlier shitty burger was a one-off event.

Then came last weekend, when I stopped in just after midnight, grabbed a Sixpoint and ordered a small honey wings to snack on when I got back home. This is what they gave me...

WTF? Six honey wings partially stuck together in a mass of sauce? There was no blue cheese...no ranch...not even a few slices of carrots & celery. Enjoy your boring wings, sucka!

They did hook me up with seven napkins, seven handi-wipes and a ketchup packet though, so I guess I should just be thankful for that. After all, I am a fuckin' slob who LOVES covering his wings in ketchup. Going forward, I won't be getting those wings at 200 Fifth though...two strikes and yer out.

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Comments

[JoJo]

This must have been horrible. I would sue them for emotional distress.