A Night Out

You’ve Slept No More, Now Eat Your “Lost Supper” at This Immersive Experience

The McKittrick Hotel’s latest spellbinding offering takes you on a culinary journey through the unknown.

Photos by Jess Bender

Your mother probably told you never to go anywhere with strangers. With the McKittrick Hotel’s newest immersive experience, The Lost Supper: A Surreal Dinner Party, you’ll find out exactly why you should have listened to her.

From the team that brought you Sleep No More and Flight is this ’60s-inspired dinner party with plenty of interactive revelry—along with creepy touches that may well diminish your appetite. Upon entering, a mysterious woman in black holding a candelabra beckons you. Follow her at your own risk as she guides you down a rickety staircase and through a dark labyrinth of hallways to the Attic, a never-before-seen space inside the McKittrick, for a macabre cocktail reception. Dismembered hands mounted on the walls hold your table assignment; feel free to ponder where those came from as you mingle with fellow guests over a few drinks and crudités.

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Once you’ve got the beginning of a buzz (highly recommended for an experience like this), a set of doors magically appears, welcoming you into the dining room in which your Mad Hatter–ish dinner party will commence. The setting is best described as Mad Men–meets–Twin Peaks. Lounge singers with perfect bobs and tailored suits provide the neo-noir soundtrack straight out of Blue Velvet, while your surroundings become increasingly more head-spinning with each course served. You think a well-coiffed man popping up from the middle of your dinner table is the weirdest thing that’ll happen to you during The Lost Supper? Wait until a dozen human-size animals clad in cocktail dresses perform a song-and-dance during dessert.

Speaking of food, your final meal is also pretty good. From the kitchen of Balthazar alum and current executive chef Pascal Le Seac’h come very choreographed presentations of shepherd’s pie (though, personally, I’d choose the Greek-style spinach-and-phyllo pie my mom used to make as my dying meal) and a sinful mousse piped inside a chocolate espresso mug. At least you’ll be well fed before you reach the point of no return!

Why You Should Go: While he’s not involved with The Lost Supper in any way, this is the closest you’ll ever get to being invited to a David Lynch dinner party. 

The Lost Supper: A Surreal Dinner Party
The Attic at the McKittrick Hotel
542 West 27th Street (between Tenth and Eleventh Avenues), Chelsea
Through Saturday, September 8
$175–$195; $275–$295 for a champagne upgrade

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