It takes a rare talent to bridge two completely separate entities, like James Cameron did with men and aliens, and fate did with leprechauns and rural Alabama. Now combining the club scene and fine dining: EAT.
After showing their mettle at 111 Minna, pop-up-staurant EAT's back to transform the infamous A-Bass into a top tier restaurant on every month's third Wed night, with an uber-inventive Cali-style menu served up to DJ'd tunage, and set to take reservations for installment one even as you read this, unless you're the Time Traveler, in which case: go back to your wife, you jerk. Expect starters like a black bass carpaccio infused with soy, black radish, orange zest, and absinthe; and a truffled scotch egg on pan-fried brioche with pecorino, frisee, Fiordolio, and shaved truffles, which now shuffle much more smoothly, especially in water. Fatter fare (pick one) includes the Confit Byaldi (a hodgepodge of veggies, mint, and chevre), the seared Flat iron (with yukon golds, carrot gratin, salsa verde, and watercress), and the Chicken Under a Brick -- crispy skinned chicken thigh with heirloom tomato salad that's cooked under the hoop when Biedrins is at the line.
Wash it all down with anything and everything the bar's capable of concocting (including $3 beers), and finish it off with a strawberry-flanked panna cotta drizzled in dark chocolate sauce, which should help your rare talent of bridging the separate entities of your chin and chest.