Please Don’t Tell
It’s very name belies it’s entryway–Please Don’t Tell is accessed first through the Crif Dogs storefront on St. Mark’s Street, and then, through the vintage phone booth. Pick up the […]
Category Archives: NYC Bars
Dead Rabbit
Dead Rabbit is like a house of alcoholic curiosities. Upon entering, the doorman is sopping up his coffee that had been spilled by someone other than himself. He admits he […]
Mace
M: On a recommendation, I suggest Mace as our first stop of the sunny Sunday afternoon. It is half past five, the prime quiet drinking time of the weekend. Brunch […]
Apotheke
I seek out Pulqueria on a tiny street in Chinatown as per recommendation. I was told it is full of mezcal, and it is. The cocktails are all agave-based, though nothing […]
Mother’s Ruin
Whenever I walk through the blue threshold, I ask, what’s going to happen to me? What trouble am I getting into? For there was a point in time when my […]
Fedora
Like most Gabe Stulman spots, the seats here at Fedora are coveted–Happy Cooking restaurants are small west village rooms of limited, tightly managed seats. Fedora is sublevel, sexy. Beyond the […]
Mother of Pearl
Walking through the door is like a teleportation device. The ride downtown had been peaceful, the air calm on a cold Tuesday night. “I am for passengers, not for moving,” […]
