Didn’t think so.
Run into the awaiting arms of Brasserie Azur, a charming French sprawl in Midtown for seafood-and-foosball-filled days that dwindle into rosé-drinking nights, opening tomorrow. (The slideshow’s right over here.)
The people behind this Franco-leisure spread: none other than the Villa Azur crew. Yep, same guys who throw those insane Thursday night dinner parties. Must’ve figured Midtown could use a little French savoir faire... and foosball (we’ll get there in a second). They’re not wrong.
The inside rivals the French-est of chalets. Exposed brick, stone tables and a pergola overhead woven with LED-lit bougainvilleas that change color. Great for a champagne-laden afternoon lunch consisting of truffled rotisserie chicken and oysters from the seafood bar.
But let’s say it’s getting late. You’re with a date. And you’re looking to enlist the services of a cold drink. That’s when you’ll take a seat outside, by the gurgling fountain. Order a pitcher of the rosé sangria or a martini. And move things along to the foosball table, where you’ll lock eyes over plastic figures waiting for action.
All’s fair in foosball and war.