Yesterday Cobi Levy admitted to the Times that he and his staff were terrible to people at the Charles. You can expect a more welcoming environment at the Windsor, the sports bar that replaced the Waverly wannabe last night. Actually, you can call the Windsor (not to be confused with Double Windsor) a hangout for those whove outgrown Dorrians, are too young for the 21 Club, and too downtown for P.J. Clarkes, but whatever you do, dont call it a sports bar. Dont be fooled by the flat-screen TVs that may or may not be blaring a basketball game; theres talk of the screens being covered with artwork when its not prime game time. The space has been entirely outfitted by Ralph Lauren, from the pinstripe-suit material lining the walls, to the burgundy leather booths, to the detailing in the ceiling (constructed by the same expert who designed the stores uptown mansion).
The only thing that remains from the Charles is its former chef, Kristine Mana-ay, whos constructed a menu of upscale comfort food, including a skirt-steak sandwich with watercress and onion marmalade, Guinness-battered cod fish, and a girlfriend-friendly organic turkey burger. Her fondness for truffle oil hasnt been left behind (its both in an aoli on the burger and slipped into a brioche grilled cheese) and in the near future, she'll be making fluffy ricotta pancakes for brunch. Check out the menu as well as the drinks list below.
The Windsor, 234 W. 4th St., nr. W. 10th St.; 212-206-1208