Last night after eating dive tacos we took a walk in an attempt to also eat dive ice cream and arrived just as it closed. I am telling you this backstory because I feel weird about what happened next which is that we wandered back to the very happening sort of weirdly indoor/outdoor hipster bar we had passed en route, decided to go in, got seated at the bar, had drinks and dessert AND A FANTASTIC TIME and then literally used maps to figure out where we were and discovered that it is a thing called SheWolf and it is pretty much the most expensive hipster thing you can do right now in midtown