Bonjour!
Our pick for this summery week is the West Village's Belgian standby Vol de Nuit, which I've been told is French for "Vol of Nuit." (Leave it to the French to be so enigmatic.) I've been more accurately told that it's French for "night flight," which makes it sound like Stevie Nicks is going to be taking our orders. Disappointingly, I know of no actual Nicks-themed bars in New York, though I believe Christine McVie *is* now a host for the second shift at Ruby Foo's.
We had previously been discussing the relative merits of mojitos and frozen margaritas, so I'm not quite sure how we got from there to pommes frites and mussels. But I'm glad we did, because this little cul-de-sac of a bar is one of the treats of the neighborhood, and a mere four blocks from the Duplex to boot.
See you there!
-Mike, Kris, TK, Petro, and Jay