Went to Panna II in the East Village last night. Uhm, Woah. Overstimulation and claustrophobia to the max. Visit simply for the novelty of it: the over-zealous door staff, excessive random decorations and infinite amount of string lights that tangle in your hair even as you crouch uncomfortably en route to your tiny, crowded table. The Indian food is mediocre and cheap; it’s saving grace: BYOB!
Posted October 9, 2011 at 8:51pm
