A 202-seat, bi-level mega Meatpacking steak house and bar in the old Lotus club space evokes America’s dark, glamorous ’30s.
Legendary eatery and cocktail bar gets with the gastroprogram by hiring former Fiamma chef Fabio Trabocchi. Make up a reason to celebrate.
An industrial-looking bar and performance space in gritty Gowanus with green elements like sound walls made from rubber tires, a countertop built out of salvaged bowling alley lanes, and an interior courtyard for patio lounging.
Delicatessen opens a high-design mac ’n’ cheese bar (curved walls and yellow accents make you feel like you are enveloped in pasta) with a dozen gourmet varieties of the comfort food.
Early riser, night owl. No matter your sleeping pattern, you’ll never miss the first meal of the day at this new East Village joint, where it’s all breakfast, all the time. (What could go wrong at the bacon bar?)
Austrian chef Kurt Gutenbrunner’s cozy wine bar a few doors down from Wallse. The focus is vinos from around the world — for an average $7 a glass. No kitchen, but snacks are available: saucisson; paté; Murray’s cheeses; and, upon request, take-out from Wallse.
The last bar in NYC to admit women. The rowdy atmosphere remains in the floor covered in sawdust and demanding barmen (hint: Pay up-front and tip heavily or they’ll stand there and ask for more). The only thing to drink is the house beer, which comes in two flavors — light or dark. What’ll it be, lassie?
Simple, cozy, concrete bar with high stools, small Basque plates, and plenty of strawberry sangria.
Invite your understated yet well-connected friends to this tiny, hidden cocktail bar that started the speakeasy craze. Only guests with reservations are admitted. Luckily, the once-elusive number has finally gone public.
These days, a bartender’s push-broom mustache and suspenders are par for the course. But drinks at the well-lit, ’30s-style drinking establishment are nothing short of unique. The actual bar, which has button stools attached like typewriter keys, is pretty neat, too.