Drinking in the Glow of the Odeon Clock
How the clock in a literary landmark made me feel like a New Yorker.
- story: Jason Diamond
- illustration: Joan LeMay
How the clock in a literary landmark made me feel like a New Yorker.
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UVA’s iconic Coupe’s has become a source of urban legend.
Two of the cocktail world’s most progressive thinkers have joined forces to open New York’s most anticipated bar in years.
Why “Put it on my tab,” once a bond between bar and loyal customer, has gone extinct.
If Smith & Wollensky’s longtime barman doesn’t know your name, “you came from someplace else.”
In “Dive” Leslie Pariseau explores the bars at the far edges of popular nightlife. Here: Tommy Bahama bar, an under-the-radar, beach-themed attraction in gilded Midtown Manhattan.
A Rake’s Bar dedicates itself wholly to regional ingredients, forgoing the likes of simple syrup and citrus. But are the drinks any good?
The iconic Melody Lanes bartender on bartending’s “mathematical signature” and what he’s learned from 30 years behind the bar.
Walk west on 133rd. Find the red awning marked Bill’s Place and buzz yourself in.
Thad Vogler learns that to truly understand mezcal, you have to surrender to it.
Downtown LA’s booming scene insists that the new hotel bar is really five bars in one.