In spirit, the revolving restaurant is pretty fun: You sit down at a table, right next to an extra-large window. As the server pours waters and asks how you are, you see an urban skyline spread out ...

The revolving restaurant is back for another round. Forty-eight floors above the hurly-burly of Times Square, all you can hear is the crackle of ice in a cocktail shaker, the murmur of hushed ...