When Meatpacking District happy hours morph to nightlife, Bar Naná shifts from sidewalk patio to cool 2,300-square-foot cocktail lounge.
Going to the Top of the Strand, a bar styled by designer Lydia Marks of films like The Devil Wears Prada, drops me front and center in the New York I’ve dreamed about.
A little New York razzle-dazzle, sprinkled with jazz and classic cocktails, make it easy to put on the ritz...and win a date's heart.
The Mulberry Project takes tipplers back to the underground, Prohibition-era days with Project 1919 (thru Apr. 30).
My college friends and I may have been sipping out of dainty glass mugs, but this was no tea party—the punch certainly had us ready to dance by the last glass.
With New York's countless flurries of the past few weeks, I cured my cabin fever with an outdoor adventure to Roosevelt Island.
Think: all-night gatherings behind closed doors and that element of danger that excites the night. Now you can party like it’s 1929 with Take Me Out.
Three centuries after they occupied Revolutionary War-era NYC, the Brits are back, happily in a more hospitable fashion. A new English-style gastropub has popped up in the residential neighborhood of Murray Hill (named for the Murray family, which owned a large farm in the area 300 years ago; legend has it that, during the Revolution, Mrs. Murray and her daughters entertained the Redcoats so long and so well, it gave Gen. George Washington's army a chance to sneak out of the city and escape capture. But I digress.
I don’t gamble, and I’ve never been to Vegas. So, how did I end up at Resorts World Casino New York City on the day after Christmas?