More days than anyone would like to remember were spent not being at Seabird, a Riviera-meets-West-Village type of seafood spot.

But we don’t have to worry about that now, because it’s opening tomorrow in that very village.

People from the equally charming spots Mezetto and Mountain Bird created this. It’s a place to come for an impromptu dinner with friends. You call one or two up and ask, “Hey, you want to grab some warm lobster rolls tossed with tarragon béarnaise sauce? And we’ll have some wine, too.” And they say, “Yeah, I’ll see you down at Seabird, where they have those.”

So you meet them, grab a table and discuss your days and convention hijinks, et al. Then you make good on your claim to consume the things above and dinner’s over.

On your way out, you notice they’re doing takeout as well, and you remember how difficult the choice between that roll and the clams casino mac and cheese was. And then, damn it, you didn’t even see the bouillabaisse dumplings the first time around.

The midnight snack lives.