Boulevard Happy Hour

Boulevard Kitchen and Oyster Bar features a 3pm-6pm happy hour with a $6-$10 lounge menu.
Space and ambiance is nice and bright. Like many restaurants, happy hour means you are banished to the bar and high top bar seating area, which always annoys me when the rest of the restaurant is empty. Humph.

Totally forgot to check my friend's Yelp review first, or I would have avoided the olives. Price for portion is of course atrocious, but when you walk into hotel dining pretty much anywhere you can always expect that.

Crispy Chicken Wings ($10 for 4 during happy hour; normally $16) fish sauce caramel, sambal chili, pickled vegetables

You can see the token pickled vegetables, but they do help with the unrelenting sweetness here.
Generously coated with sauce.
Not spicy-hot at all despite the mention of chili.
Whatever the interesting ingredients, these are basically wings in sweet sauce. Not significantly better than, say, honey garlic wings to be worth $2.50 per wing. Other than that, crispiness was good, taste is excellent.
Decent sized wings, unlike many places where "wings" means really tiny wings chopped off baby pigeons or something. These aren't huge either, but at least respectably sized. Therefore, the price is more like $1.25 per wing. Which is still atrocious.

Crispy Stuffed Olives ($6 for 10 olives during happy hour; normally $8) anchovies, ricotta, spiced citrus aioli

Not as sour as "regular" olives, if you are worried about that.
Total fail. Anchovies? Ricotta? Citrus? Spice? Where was all that?

Service felt efficient but cold. Maybe it's because I was just there for happy hour and didn't order drinks (non-alcohol drinkers are always second-class citizens in bars and restaurants, I guess).
Free WiFi -- try the no-login "Sutton Place Lobby".

2015-Dec-3 Boulevard happy hour crispy chicken wings, crispy stuffed olives

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