Down the Rabbit Hole

As of 2010, the internet does not come complete with smell-a-vision and I was smacked down by a singing waiter when I tried to take a video, but just try and imagine the rush of stepping into Marie’s Crisis – the olfactory punch of whiskey and beer, the jangling notes of the piano, the rapturous voices singing along to Gershwin or Sondheim or Kander & Ebb. I’ve adored Marie’s Crisis since 2005 and lust it each time I touch down in New York City. Going down those rickety old steps will always be the portal to my instant joy.

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