What do you normally expect in a modern, handsome dining room with "craft cocktails" and "farm to table" whatever? Good food, a great soundtrack and horrid service. The kind of blase, couldn't-be-bothered, disdain-to-serve-you service from young hipsters too tired or wan or malnutrition-ed to care.
Which is why friends and I were floored when we sat down at
Distilled, a new (3-4 months new) eatery on Church in Tribeca and were greeted by an extremely friendly young woman who was actually excited to tell us the story of the restaurant and all the great things on the menu. She (wait for it) smiled constantly -- visited at a perfect frequency, and apologized for benign things ("Sorry for the noise!" when sirens sounded outside -- "How's everything? Isn't it great?").
And it wasn't just her -- the hostess, the folks who brought drinks and entrees, the hostess... everyone seemed to be enjoying their job. And, about halfway through the meal, servers brought around glasses of champagne -- for a toast. It wasn't a holiday -- wasn't anyone's birthday. The head bartender said, "We're trying to bring back the toast." That's all. Friendly, fun.
The hospitality continued later when trays of house-made moonshine with berry soda chasers came around. (Hangover-inducing but fun and interesting).
The menu is pretty accessible for how sophisticated it is (the wings are so delicious because they are coated in some kind of soy bean paste), and everything we had was great (not just good).
Obviously this kind of great vibe could be assigned to Distilled's newness... is such service sustainable? Who knows. But I will be back, just to help ensure it sticks around.
Basics: http://www.distilledny.com/
Be Advised: All of the following are approved and recommended: table popcorn (paprika and other stuff, weirdly good), wings, ribs, burgers, cauliflower.