Picture this: a family of four wakes up in a Detroit suburb, loads up the minivan, drives the 600 miles through Ohio, Pennsylvania and the George Washington Bridge, and checks into a Manhattan hotel, all for a food craving. True story. Of course, NYC has other attractions, but the curry soup at Mee Noodle Shop is the siren song that calls to my husband, a call that he succumbs to about once a year.
Now picture the family walking up to Mee Noodle Shop (well, three walking, one rolling) for a late dinner. Who would have thought the hardest part of the trip would be the last 0.001%? True again, because you have to climb up two steps to enter the restaurant. No railing, no grab bar, just three scared family members trying to keep you from falling. So far I've always managed it, but it's getting scary. Once you're inside, if you can walk a little holding on to chairs and tables, you'll be all right, because the place is so tiny there's always something to grab. If you have a lightweight wheelchair that someone can carry in, you still might have a hard time getting around because it's so cramped, but it might be useful if you need to use the bathroom, which is on the main floor. In summary, good food, but a challenge for the disabled.
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