The majority of the daters at speed dating were new to the city, which makes sense -- you’re overwhelmed by the amount of people, you feel a little lost, and you want to meet someone easily.It’s hard to imagine longtime New Yorkers signing up for speed dating, but maybe the transplants have the right idea.Inside, it looked more or less like a restaurant preparing itself for regular dinner service (dim lighting, candlelit tables), rather than the morose, clinical vision I had concocted of name tags, clipboards, and other trappings of business conferences.People filed in one at a time and checked in with the hostess, who cleared their name from a list and handed them a card for keeping track of dates that night.At the very least, it’s nice to know there are still those out there who believe enough in finding love (or at least second date) to dress up on a Monday night to sit in a Union Square hotel restaurant and have a conversation with strangers -- without an app, and without being six beers deep.
Preferring a 'less is more' environment devoid of typical event trappings.
Of course there were a few oddballs, like the guy who was obsessed with his karate prowess and kept insinuating that his skills would come in handy to protect me on our pending second date.
But that’s how it is in any social/dating situation, and I’m sure there’s a Pink Power Ranger out there who would swoon over his high kick.
It's as simple as selecting your package, telling us your preferences and allowing us to arrange the evening. We are regularly approached by venues looking to have the cheekiest in the world of dating to their spots.
We say yes to a very few - limiting it to locales that are at once casually hip and wonderfully flirty.