Williamsburg Like some elegant old New Orleans bar dropped down in the middle of Williamsburg, Maison Premiere specializes in oysters, absinthe, and beautiful craft cocktails. Between the two, this place made drinking in the FiDi a much better proposition. Since dark lipstick and oversharing are pretty much my only hobbies, I decided to go back to the smile thing. Regis Hotel can only be an occasional luxury. This is supposed to be the life of a woman alone at a bar. This is the downtown destination for a good anony-shag, with or without a room. It is relatively higher ratio of finding someone like mind while talking on the phone.
New York City is known far and wide as a gay mecca, and it certainly lives up to that reputation, making it one of the best places a gay man can live if he wants to date and. Naturally, though, this comes with a caveat: The type of partner that you find will often depend on the. The NoMad Hotel is located at 1170 Broadway between 27th and 28th Street in Flatiron 212-796-1500,. There are velvety booths, but also a homemade arcade game called Yo Fight My Mans and erratic art, including red sneakers dangling from the ceiling. Metallic, domed hair dryers and original salon-style chairs lined up against a wall make for a hyper-specific retro aesthetic.
Working pros and industry moguls huddle around the front bar, sampling light bites with flights and glasses of wine from the fairly extensive and worldly wine list. Ace Bar feels like the basement of a frat house, but mostly in a good way. This neighborhood gem was flooded and almost destroyed by Hurricane Sandy, but thanks to lots of dedicated local volunteers it bounced back by the middle of that summer after the storm. What the hell was I doing here? This handsome ode to New Orleans has nothing in common with the countless bars channeling the debauchery of Bourbon Street; instead, it channels the Big Easy's past as a cocktail capital with a gorgeous horsehoe-shaped bar dispensing Vieux Carré cocktails and immaculate bivalves. I felt like a ghost of a single person. At the half-rectangle bar—rescued from the defunct and infamous gay bar the Cock—no-bullshit bartenders dispense several dozen fresh brews the tap lines are regularly cleaned from well-regarded breweries such as Green Flash, Greenport Harbor and Founders.
The East Village can be a fucking pickle jar in terms of the number of dudes there on the weekend, but Bar Niagara remains pretty un-bro-y. You find yourself willing surroundings to change. If you are looking to hook up with ladies, then you should start here. Stop by for cheap drinks and a conversation that will cost you very little but might pay dividends. Unfortunately, you'll have to wait a bit to max out your credit card here, since the bar is closed through the end of October for renovations.
I waited until the bartender was in the bathroom to leave, because I was afraid of him sweetly asking me if I was okay. But cocktail geeks venture upstairs to the intimate parlor. And nowhere does that horrible package deal seem to play out more sharply than when we're alone at the bar. Holiday Cocktail Lounge is the exception. We've discovered plenty of rare pours while drinking there, like High West Rendezvous Rye and Whipper Snapper, a weirdo hybrid of Scotch and white dog from Oregon. Brunch specials, beer-related events and food brought to you by their award-winning chef, Tommy Harder, are all specialties you can expect from the best beer bar in town.
The menu now includes great fancy cocktails ranging from a long list of classics to new creations like the Ocean Club, made with rum, Amaro Lucano, pineapple cordial, and lime. Thankfully, a quick and some thorough digging over at did the trick. Of course, a well-made classic can be had, but the comprehensive menu of newfangled creations should inspire more than a Sazerac request. But it's worth trying; the vibe up there is sort of surreal and unworldly. East Village An early and highly player in the high-end cocktail revival that hit New York in the mid-aughts, this East Village speakeasy has launched the careers of many great mixologists, and had an impact on the work of many more.
Perched at the top of The Standard and distinguished in its unabashed tourism, this rooftop bar boasts all the excess your single heart desires, including a dance floor pool and sweeping, Instagram-essential views of the Hudson. This is pretty helpful in a city where you pass thousands of new faces daily. I had vowed not to use my phone during this experiment, but after 10 minutes in the bar, I caved. But for me, a bar still doesn't feel like a place where I can safely be alone with my thoughts. They had to pay attention to the seemingly millions of couples on sloppy-drunk second dates instead.
Also on Stanger's list of no-nos? Precision, curiosity, creativity and, of course, powerful spirits are all qualities you can expect to go into a drink prepared by the one and only Booker and Dax. These are the best lounges, dives, and neighborhood gems for single folks to get out there and meet cute. I mean, I had gone out to bars alone in the past — but always with the express purpose of getting laid, and generally after I had drinks with a group of friends beforehand. . Once upon a time it was called Doray Tavern, and was a favorite of the Mohawk ironworkers who built the Empire State Building.
But while the drinks are aces, what we like most about the place is that it's really a comfortable place to bend an elbow—huge windows facing the street make it one of the borough's most coveted day-drinking spots, while the Victorian-style den in the back, complete with a fireplace, is a fine getaway on a cold day. And I can't tell which frightens me more; the idea that some men might try to put the moves on me, or the idea that no one will. Either way, they steered clear of me. We all want a place to be alone with our thoughts and away from the people we live with, although it's still pretty taboo for women to admit it. The closest relationships I had formed at these bars were with the bartenders, and like all relationships that get too intense too fast, I couldn't think of any way to end it besides ghosting. The understated East Asian furnishings and sexy low tables are a posh reprieve from the loud, elbow room-only bars that dominate our evenings, and the Gin-Gin Mule—one of Saunders' signature drinks that marries from-scratch ginger beer with gin, fresh lime juice, simple syrup, and mint—quenches just as satisfyingly as it did so many years before. Its post-work happy hour is one of the best read: cheapest in Manhattan, so you can try your luck at buying drinks for a few folks with minimal investment.