Thanks to 35th Street, expansions are no longer just something that'll ensure you never have to stop playing Modern Warfare again, or what your waistline'll go through if you never have to stop playing Modern Warfare again. In an effort to entice you to expand that the old-fashioned way, the Fremont eatery has changed in ways you can't even begin to understand, unless you read English at a middle school level, and scroll down to the next three paragraphs:
The New Digs: The potted tree-centric dining room has been fitted with fresh furnishings, the private dining room's been turned into a swanky curtained lounge, and the whole place has been expanded to accommodate a clean, white wood-backed bar and up to 25 more people, or what the Mariners call "pretty good attendance for a non-Edgar Martinez bobblehead day".
The New Eats: The French-inspired grub lineup's got almost enough new bites to make your Commodore 64 obsolete, including grilled Lollipop Lamb Chops w/ chimichurri, Dungeness Crab Croquettes w/ sweet chili aioli, Painted Hills Sirloin Sliders w/ Mamma Lil’s sweet pickled peppers & melted Swiss on brioche, and meat/cheese/crackers/veggie Lounge Boards.
The New Drinks: "Twisted" takes on classic 'tails range from the French "35" w/ gin, prosecco, St. Germain & lemon, to a Negroni w/ fresh grapefruit, to a Maker’s/Lillet Rouge/drunken dark cherry Manhattan, which you'd previously thought was only available if you hijacked that Russian Oscar II submarine in the East River.