I've probably walked by this Hobbit-lookin' dump a thousand times in my wanderings over the past twenty years. The bar's exterior kind of looks like the outside...
I walked in this joint wondering almost out loud why the hell I was doing it. "Self," I said, "There are like three zillion cool bars in this city and this sure...
I looked around the World Wide Web to see if any reputable sites distinguished this as a "dive bar" and couldn't really find any particular mentions of it in th...
One can't help seeing the name of this joint and thinking about that hip-hop dude, B.o.B. Granted, the half-life of hip-hop artists is about 2.5 weeks, so by th...
My buddy suggested we go to the Rusty Knot, a bar in the West Village called "The Rusty Knot!" Wait, that's not a euphemism for a butthole? But it's a rusty. Kn...
I remember back in the day when this was Orchard Bar. To me it represented everything that was hip and groovy. It was the Lower East Side and this joint had...
Essex was a street with which I felt pretty familiar, but as we walked further and further East, the weird area had us doubting ourselves--or at least me wond...
I was once in a union. It got me an extra twenty-five cents an hour on top of minimum wage and all the soda and popcorn I could eat at break time. Between the d...
Never before have I ever considered being an extra in an old Fiona Apple video a bad thing, but when I'm trying to order a beer amongst lounging teens in sleepw...
For some completely unknown reason this place reminds me of an old timey saloon. There is absolutely no reason why that should be, of course, other than the...
Dark Room whispers in my ear. It says thing like, "you're already drunk; why not spend some time inside me?" and "it's only a few steps down, my friend, com...
I'm wincing as I type this not because our friend was nice enough to invite us here for her birthday, but because I'm about to annihilate it. It's not to sa...
Subterranean Victorian living rooms are all the rage these days. Lies. But in the case of The Dove, the genre works well for it. Surrounded in lush red velv...
Do you think this is what God intended when he had his loyal servants build him a church in Manhattan? You know, pricey drinks and coke-snorting yuppies in ...
I forgot that I had been to this place years ago. I liked it then, and I like it now. This nice, little cozy dark space is like a brick-lined beer and wine ...
I gotta say; I really don't understand dj culture. "Spinning," as they call it seems to me to just be some guys bringing their CD collection into a club and...
There are only two words you need to describe this place: unpretentious and small. Is it really okay if I leave it at that? No, the loyal readers (myself and on...
Cheers to simplicity! Despite having the word 'art' in its name, this place is anything but pretentious and/or snooty. No, it's a proper lounge/bar that can sta...
