Versatile neighborhood hang starts out early with coffee and laptops, converts to convivial booze hole come nightfall. Lemony walls telegraph friendly vibe. Barkeeps dispense Stella, Blue Point, Si... read more
Pays homage to the Kurt Vonnegut novel, provides trip to alternate dimension. Kitsch aesthetic, packs bookshelves with out-of-print bestsellers, thrift store tchotchkes. Keeps the people entertaine... read more
More name changes than a convict on the run, but general sloppy good time attitude prevails. Lost & Found, Alligator II, TONY LuLu's -- this cat'll answer to anything. Converted warehouse tripl... read more
No-frills Bushwick, a little too sloppy to be fit for a king. Stealth entry leads to small, rugged beer and whiskey spot. Six Point, Stella, Brooklyn, and Guinness among the drafts, Genesee Cream f... read more
EV three-part bar's main draw is the Skee-Ball—something about beating a high score, getting a free drink. Two drawbacks: (1) it's a buck per game, (2) the crowds this place packs in can be, ... read more
Aside from green lanterns, front façade is free of signage and pretension, like the interior. Few beer selections, but fully stocked bar manned by no-nonsense bartenders, if you can get thei... read more
No-fuss spacious beer den owned by Ari Zablozki (best friend to director Darren Aronofsky) serves it up cold 'n' fresh. Don't got wood? No worries, Zablozki's has plenty, on the floor and the walls... read more
Once dazzling, now dingy black 'n' white floor says it all. White walls hold the shadows of freaky people dancing to a mélange of Blondie, blues, and rock 'n' roll, on tabletops made out of old... read more
Named for the bus line that stopped outside the door before it became the B62. Idiot-proof for those taking the express to drunkytown. Downstairs from Alma, douse your pepper-scorched taste buds wi... read more
Walls lined with thumb-jamming faves like Frogger and Tetris, 25¢ a pop. Classic Williamsburg; hipster breeding ground. Boys, watch out for the aggro, no-assed, skewedly plumaged female predator. T... read more
Ah, irony. Despite all your success, player, you've returned to the cramped scene of your first apartment. This place is much nicer, however, since no one with poor grooming and a days-that-end-in-... read more
Old Knitting Factory is the new drinking factory, and at these rates, you can throw 'em back by the dozen. No florida water or Santeria trappings here, but plenty of spellbinding hooch, and a smatt... read more
Non-members welcome. Former Italian social club rides the tide of gentrification, losing those sly Sopranos puffing cigars. Well-preserved retro space with tin ceilings, cream-colored walls, and a ... read more
Pretty people slummin' it. Divey hub of young Slope scene. No old dudes drooling in their beers here, just a sick (if self-aware) indie-rock jukebox and free pizza nights. Around midnight you and t... read more
Story goes that when this joint's proprietor stopped bartending at Great Lakes he took every CD in the juke with him. Because they were all his. Malkmus-heavy soundtrack for a spit-shined sleek spo... read more
Who's yours now? A little pocket of cool near the borough-slicing BQE. Frozen margaritas go down dreamy in the summer, especially on the small outdoor patio. (Just don't lay in the dirt-filled bath... read more
Somewhat precious gathering grounds for drunken-arse soccer fans who appreciate cheap cans of beer in the wee hours of the morning. Locals hang in the comfy living room area on antique couches, or ... read more
Cavernous Cali-style space from ladies of Route 85A. Typical west coast, laidback, too-much-sun vibe. Airbrushed bikini babe artwork. Pool room in back, stage down under, balcony for swinging, and ... read more
What's a dazzling urbanite like you doing in a rustic setting like this? Country music dive with cheap-ass beers attracts lots of tattooed midnight cowboys. Cooler-than-thous mix with bikers mix wi... read more
Broken-English masseuses may be long gone, but murky lighting, plush booths, and ambient loops are forever. Subterranean lounge vibe and original shower stall seating. Go on a Wednesday when erotic... read more
Harlem sprawler not embarrassed to name check the highway (9A) that...
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Oysters and cocktails at 1 Delancey. Named for Marcel Duchamp&rsquo...