East 5th St, between Avenues A and B
(across the street from Ace Bar)
A tiny little place in an old storefront, with unobtrusive music usually in the vintage jazz/blues vein. It's smoky and friendly, filled with hipster types who are surprisingly attitude-free. The staff is so nice that they'll let you order food in from nearby restaurants if you ask. And the decor is great... lots of old velvet, dried flowers, soft light. Drinks are average to inexpensive, and huge. (Huge pours of Remy for $5 are definitely a bargain.) Caveat: can be taken over on weekends by waves of NY Magazine loser types who generally leave once they realize it's not the pick-up joint they thought it was. Ignore them and they'll head over to Max Fish soon enough.
Commentary by Mikaela Pearson, Wednesday, February 4, 1998.
|Illustration by Kurt Komoda|