Hookah Bar on 7th Ave

Well, to update, I finally did stop in and I have a few things to say... First of all, the hookah was surprisingly pleasant. My friend and I got the apple, although there are a ton of flavor choices. There is only one hose, but everyone gets their own individually wrapped mouthpiece. I really enjoyed it, but as this was my first hookah bar experience, I have no idea if that experience was unique to this place (whose name I still don't know...)

That being said, what you've all said about the ambiance is 100% right - it's terrible. Just a wide open space with wooden tables and chairs and a few red couches lining the walls, but that's where the proprietor was sitting, talking on the phone, so it would've been awkward to just cozy up next to her - needless to say, we got a table.

Conversation proved to be a problem because there is no background noise at all - no music playing, and certainly no other customers talking, so we could hear the owner's (i'm guessing she was the owner) phone conversation and she could hear our chit chat...

As the fingered painted windows will tell you, in addition to offering hookahs, they also have coffee, tea, hot chocolate and maybe a few other things - we both got coffees. It was a good ten or fifteen minutes from the time we actually ordered our hookah and coffees til the time they arrived - we were the only people in there, I have no idea what could've possibly taken so long. The coffees, when they eventually did come, arrived in paper cups. We were offered cream, which we both accepted, and were instead delivered a bottle of coffeemate non-dairy creamer. There is no milk or dairy of any kind at all. I don't know if this is due to the owner's religious beliefs or the health code rules that come with serving milk, but it was disappointing.

Final verdict: If you want to enjoy a hookah, I'm guessing there are places that are warmer (both literally and figuratively - the owner was wearing her coat the entire time, to give some idea) and more inviting than this place. The coffee was horrible, the ambiance was horrible, the service was horrible and the hookah was delightful.

I doubt I'll be back. I think from now on I'll just stay in my apartment, buy rolling tobacco and smoke it through an apple, like I used to do with weed in college.