No one likes secret bars anymore.
No doubt the city's craft cocktail movement still has legs to stagger on, but this whole speakeasy schtick is yesterday's news.
Ravi DeRossi's new bar is hidden behind East Village pastry shop Jane's Sweet Buns.
It's "an old-school Lower East Side bodega meets a sophisticated and sexy speakeasy," duh.
There's no shortage of love for Philly's Franklin Mortgage & Investment Co.
The dish on the private room, down the stairs, at the Dutch.
The speakeasy-esque bar was supposedly going to be open by now.
Polynesian-inspired cocktails that were once only available on Thursdays, are now offered everyday.
If it isn't supposed to be a speakeasy, what's the deal with the secret entrance.
While it's been fun playing Prohibition, when can we get back to bars just being bars?
Su Casa is gone, but the old Uncle Ming's space will find new life.
The paper has published enough tardy trend stories for its tardiness to be its own trend story.
The finger-pointing begins
The catacomblike bar may be called Jersey Joe's.
Chef Josh Davis fills us in on the underground bar.
While old bars rush to fit speakeasy culture into their scheme, new cocktail culture bars and parties are on their way.
A bar so secret we dare not speak its name.
The Hollywood Renaissance and Drink.Eat.Play are turning back the clock on Los Angeles cocktail scene.