Bar Goto
“Anywhere in mind?” Lizzie texted. “Bar Goto has been on my list,” I reply. A note has hung in my office saying the bar’s name for some time. It was […]
“Anywhere in mind?” Lizzie texted. “Bar Goto has been on my list,” I reply. A note has hung in my office saying the bar’s name for some time. It was […]
E: We’d heard the stories, from a chef who’s business partner had beaten up the bouncer, to the numerous people who’d said their cocktails were great. When Michelle suggested we […]
“It’s a Baijiu bar,” was the recommendation. “Have you had Baijiu before?” I arrive first and wait patiently, taking in the room. It smells like sage. The question comes from […]
Infatuation described Donna as right under the Williamsburg bridge, making it sound like an appealing stop-off for a night cap. Adorable, clean, and well thought out, upon entrance the design […]
“Act like you’ve been here before,” he teases and points the way to the rooftop. “The roof wasn’t open any of the times I was here,” I plead for an […]
7:00pm, Monday: No fanfare surrounds this world-famous bar, just the host, leaning against the wood paneled facade. Although considered a speakeasy by some, I wouldn’t add it into that category—there’s […]
Affront the dark green facade, and original window detailing, are six cafe tables at Dante. I relax into the only vacant seat. Beside me: an argument, in French, between father […]
Glowing from this dim side of Chrystie Street is the gallery: white walls, pink neon, large-format, nonobjective paintings. A friend leads the four of us inside. The gallery is small, […]
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 […]
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 […]