The New York City bar hop continues…
Temple Bar was our next stop. This place was less intimate and a bit swankier than PDT, and probably geared to someone with deeper pockets than moi. But, I definitely appreciated the friendly service and being able to get a table, as we had three others join us. A good variety of cocktails on the menu. Here’s what I sampled:
I positively adore anything with pomegranate juice. I love the tartness. Unfortunately this drink tasted a bit chalky?
Served over ice in a highball glass
- 44 North Vodka
- Lemon Juice
I, now, officially prefer gin as my spirit of choice.
Strained in served in a martini glass
- Plymouth Gin
- Peach Puree
Next, we swung by 124 Old Rabbit Club in Greenwich Village. This was my second favorite place of the night. It is very unassuming, dark (think basement), hip and cool, and to me, it has New York City written all over it. It is easy to miss, so look for the black door at the bottom of a few steps. I think there were mailbox-style letters at the top, but who knows what I saw at this point of the night. They only serve beer and wine, so I had an Orval. Correction: they only serve good beer and wine.
I probably should have called it a night after the Old Rabbit Club. But, we hopped in a cab and soldiered on to The Back Room. I vaguely recall the bouncer out front and the longer-than-you-think-walk to the entrance. I do remember the place being gorgeous, with an old-school glamorous décor. Drinks are served in teacups, as a throw-back to the speakeasy-style environment. Word on the street is to try the place during the week, because it was c-r-o-w-d-e-d on Saturday night. I ordered a lame vodka tonic, which I hardly touched. It was time to head home.