Cow Girl Seahorse
259 Front St, New York, NY
Located in the South Street Seaport in space of the former horror show Mexican Radio, I was invited to meet for lunch here this weekend by a buddy of mine. Now my friend has wonderful taste in restaurants, music, and just in general. He is a master jeweler, studied in Italy for a few years honing his craft. Needless to say, when he picks a restaurant I am happy to oblige.
So, this weekend, my buddy calls me on the phone and tells me to meet him down here. I hope on the g train and do not give it a second thought. That is, until I walked past one of my favorite haunts, Jeremy’s Ale House. I could go on for pages on how much I love Jeremy’s. It’s a dive for sure. But, the memories I have there are amazing. Not to mention, they have a deep fryer and they are not afraid to use it. Their fried shrimp and calamari were a Thursday ritual for us. I say a ritual because, this is also where my old bookie use to do pick ups and drop offs as well.
So, I walk passed Jeremy’s, I walk passed a place called Bin something or other, I walk passed a bunch of really cool looking places. I finally arrive at this strangely named place, Cow Girl Seahorse Tavern. I see the nautical gitchyness, the huge seahorse, the place is empty but, it will soon be packed with young kids and strollers and I am getting really nervous. I am the first to arrive so, I sit at the bar and get myself a beer. It’s noon, it’s Sunday, it’s all very respectable.