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indulge by Laurie Berglie


Polo Bar



f you stroll along Fifth Avenue and East 55th Street in vibrant Midtown Manhattan, you will be greeted by a large window depicting three colorful polo players in the midst of a rousing match. It is here that you have found Ralph Lauren’s first restaurant in New York City, The Polo Bar, located next door to his new Polo Ralph Lauren flagship store. My husband, James, and I had the pleasure of dining at The Polo Bar recently while on vacation in New York. I read that reservations were an absolute must, so I called earlier in the year to schedule a time. I was told to call back the month prior to our visit, to the exact day, to secure a slot.

is located. We took our time descending the stairs as the stairwell was lined with more artwork; horses of every breed, color, and size welcomed us in. Finally, at the foot of the steps we met one last hostess who showed us to our seats. We had a corner booth with a round table; a plush plaid pillow to lean against sat in between. To say that the room was splendid would be a gigantic understatement. We were surrounded by more equestrian décor and accoutrements; each English discipline was featured, along with a variety of horse portraits, photographs, as well as polo helmets, mallets, and additional equestrian trappings. It was breathtaking. Even my husband, who is not particularly horsey, was awestruck.

At the entrance to the restaurant, two employees were stationed on the sidewalk, checking names and reservations and greeting their guests. (I don’t believe you can even go inside to the bar without a reservation). Through that main door is the bar area, dimly lit and ensconced in equestrian art and accessories from floor to ceiling.

The room was also dimly lit, but it was not dark as most pictures received their own light, illuminating them from above, regardless of their size. The walls were dark cherry wood, matching the ceiling above which was dotted with its own pin lighting.

At the back of the bar, we were greeted by yet another hostess who told us to continue down the stairs where the main dining room

Our waiter was charming and witty, making me laugh throughout the meal. The meal! Even though I was technically there for the

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Horse & Style Magazine Oct/Nov 2015  
Horse & Style Magazine Oct/Nov 2015