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Bar Review: McKenna’s Pub

Wednesday, April 26th, 2006

By Jocelyn Voo
New York Magazine online

The doorway of McKenna’s may be just a kitten-heeled stumble from the Meatpacking District’s velvet ropes, but as far as any resemblance to that overrun playground of $300 jeans and $15 cocktails goes, this no-bullshit Irish pub might as well be in Staten Island. Nothing about McKenna’s is meant to impress: The flimsy tin bartop, rickety green glass light fixtures, and worn leather booths—coupled with ruthlessly efficient bartenders—are there to get the job done. A grimy pay phone that doubles as the bar’s own landline perches in the far corner next to the jukebox, and the spacious outdoor terrace is peopled by drinkers snagging a cig between pints. McKenna’s pricing is about as extravagant as its décor: Working stiffs who’ve sweated out an 11-hour day can take advantage of the unbelievable nine-hour-long happy hour, where the two-for-one drink special means your belt buckle may give out long before your wallet does.

245 W. 14th St., New York, NY 10011
nr. Eighth Ave.
212-620-8124

http://nymag.com/listings/bar/mckennas-pub/

Bar Review: Coppersmith’s

Wednesday, April 26th, 2006

By Jocelyn Voo
New York Magazine online

With athletic jerseys layering exposed brick walls and eleven TVs faithfully broadcasting every conceivable athletic event, Coppersmith’s is a sports bar through and through. Better yet, this armchair-referee hangout brings some class to the usual formula of burgers, wings and daily drink specials through the addition of a respectable wine list. Tall mahogany tables line the walls—everything, spic-and-span clean, despite the packed crowd. For Yankees, Knicks and Jets fans the cheerleading gets an unexpected rhythmic boost on Thursday nights when a live DJ comes aboard. During warmer weather, the three large French doors up front swing open and provide cool breezes.

793 Ninth Ave., New York, NY 10019
nr. 53rd St.
212-957-2994

http://nymag.com/listings/bar/coppersmiths/

Bar Review: Zanzibar

Wednesday, April 26th, 2006

By Jocelyn Voo
New York Magazine online

Right off Restaurant Row lie the varied pleasures of Zanzibar, a spacious multi-room restaurant-lounge catering to cocktailers who like their scenery swank and their drinks brightly colored and fruity flavored. Beyond the heavily draped front door, a winding acrylic bar is accented by plump red-and-black barstools then illuminated by soft white lights; under a large video screen along the far wall, velvety couches and tables for two seem primed for tête-à-têtes. A snug ski-lodge adjunct down the hall gets even cuddlier with a small cluster of tables around a circular fireplace. Don’t expect to have too deep a discussion though, since the DJ’s seamless spin of hip-hop and rock comes with a fairly pronounced bass line that only becomes louder as the night wears on. A separate dining room encourages patrons to choose from a menu of Mediterranean-themed, shareable small plates and finger foods.

645 Ninth Ave., New York, NY 10036
at 45th St.
212-957-9197

http://nymag.com/listings/bar/zanzibar/

Bar Review: Barcelona Bar

Sunday, March 26th, 2006

By Jocelyn Voo
New York Magazine online

Easily missed from the street, Barcelona Bar is a sultry, intimate escape, with deep red walls and plush dark cushioning. But the opium-den aesthetic has nothing to do with the space’s ultimate goal: to get its young, post-frat clientele hammered as quickly as possible. Beside the typical Jager bombs and flashy flaming counterparts, the endless shot list offers 100-plus original (if dubious) concoctions like the Shocker and the Monica Lewinsky—which involves donning a black wig then doing a "blowjob" on the glass. The crowd? Young midtown professionals who loosen their ties after parking their briefcases by the door; by the end of the night, it’s just a bunch of snickering friends looking to embarrass their knucklehead pals.

923 Eighth Ave., New York, NY 10019
at 55th St.
212-245-3212

http://nymag.com/listings/bar/barcelona-bar/

Bar Review: Dave’s Tavern

Sunday, March 26th, 2006

By Jocelyn Voo
New York Magazine online

Neon beer signs obscure the front window at this laid-back, proudly seedy hangout near Port Authority. And that crunching sound under your feet? Those would be peanut shells, tossed to the floor alongside the long wooden bar by the regulars who snack from a 20-gallon plastic tub. The place attracts an almost exclusively male bunch of drinkers; unobtrusively friendly guys (perhaps due to the $5 vodka tonics) who’ll let a single girl enjoy her Bud Light without being hassled. And when it comes to a rousing bar-wide sing-a-long of Billy Joel’s "We Didn’t Start the Fire," everyone’s welcome to raise a voice or a bottle in unison.

574 Ninth Ave., New York, NY 10036
nr. 42nd St.
212-244-4408

http://nymag.com/listings/bar/daves_tavern/