Another negative: the less than stellar service – a pretentious atmosphere breeds pretentious waiters. Once we managed to get past the door, our server was friendly and accommodating, if somewhat spacey. However, when we asked about her favorite dishes, she drew a blank. Come to think of it, she brought us our check without asking if we wanted dessert (though visual feasting to the sexy young diners cum loungers was more than enough encouragement to skip any calorie-laden treats).

All in all, Wild Ginger deserves a trip, if nothing else than to see what the fuss is about (but don’t expect to see Jackie Chan). With the DJ-delivered beats, the place can be reasonably fun, especially before the publishing people start to arrive.
-R.B.