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    Arrested for drinking beer in a paper bag in public? I don't think that you're too old; you may have become too fearful.

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    Upper West Side
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    Default Indeed!

    That must be the case Rapunzel! Out of practice. Mentally corroded!!
    Okay brianac. What's the name of that wateringhole!?

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    Do you know I never spotted a name.
    I went past almost every day last week. It is on the east side of Broadway just north of 75th. St.
    I am ashamed to say I never had the nerve to go in there alone.

    I did venture into this one, I'm glad to say.
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    Quote Originally Posted by brianac View Post
    I did venture into this one, I'm glad to say.
    Due to the fact that it has never been renovated, that one operates with a collection of grandfathered code violations. That's why it has so much character.

    If they ever renovated it, they'd have to partially ruin it by bringing it up to code.

  6. #231

    Default Outdoor Bars - NY Magazine Article

    New York Magazine
    July 2-9, 2007

    Drink in the Open Air

    Fifteen sublime outdoor spots.

    Zum Schneider's curbside beer garden.


    186 Ave. B, nr. 12th St.; 212-254-6047
    Outdoor hours: Mon.–Sat. 6–11:30 p.m., Sun. 5:30–10:30 p.m.
    This wine bar’s small, hidden garden is a Lower East Side anomaly with its anti-grunge ambience and clientele. Wine enthusiasts will appreciate the creative list with ten wines served by the quartino for $10 to $12. Even during peak evening hours, it’s possible to secure a wicker chair, kick back, and smell the ferns and the puttanesca sauce wafting from the kitchen.


    98½ Pacific St., nr. Smith St., Boerum Hill, Brooklyn; 718-935-1294
    Outdoor hours: Mon.–Thurs. 4 p.m.–midnight, Fri. 4 p.m.–2 a.m., Sat. 3 p.m.–2 a.m., Sun. 3 p.m.–midnight
    The redneck-chic fish-camp aesthetic of this outdoor-only bar attracts Brooklynites who don’t mind the Raconteurs cranked on high, cocktails served in plastic cups, or picnic-table seating. Drink specials ($6) are determined by a wheel of fortune spun every hour. Plan your visit around the two peak periods—one at 7:30, and another at eleven (after the restaurants on Smith Street close). But you can often fit in a few friends as long as you don’t mind sitting with strangers.


    107 Ave. C, at 7th St.; 212-598-1098
    Outdoor hours: Nightly 5–11 p.m., Fri. opens at 4 p.m., Sat.–Sun. opens at 1 p.m.
    Although the “biergarten” is actually situated on a sunny Alphabet City sidewalk, German drinking spirit translates to the cramped, cacophonous outdoor tables. Purists approve of the humongous one-liter-size beer mugs ($10 to $14) and pork-heavy menu. Reservations are not accepted for parties smaller than ten (and not at all on weekend nights), making for substantial waits during dinnertime as the crowd lazes away the evening drinking and eating.


    757 Fulton St., at S. Portland Ave., Fort Greene, Brooklyn; 718-858-9500
    Outdoor hours: Daily noon to midnight, closed Tuesday
    Here, $2.50 pints of locally brewed Six Point beer wash down Cuban sandwiches ($7.25) and sweet plantains ($3). The no-frills concrete drinking lot is powered by an array of solar panels, and the smoothie blender gets its energy from a stationary bike. All this draws a fun, kid-friendly crowd at lunch and dinner. The Saturday-afternoon flea market and Sunday-night movie screenings ensure there is no downtime.


    2 Lexington Ave., at 21st St.; 212-920-3300
    Summer hours: Sun.–Tues. 6:30 a.m.–midnight; Wed.–Sat. 6:30 a.m.–2 a.m.
    Strictly for guests (and virtuosic gate-crashers), the stunning rooftop facility wraps around three sides of Ian Schrager’s latest painfully cool hotel. If the skyline view isn’t enough, there’s the lush garden and its fashionable creatures. When the weather turns, a roof unfurls. Those who want in, beware: The drinks ($15 for a cosmo), much like the hotel’s rooms (from $545), will cost you.

    The Delancy's rooftop bar.


    168 Delancey St., nr. Clinton St.; 212-254-9920
    Outdoor hours: 5 p.m.–4 a.m.
    The roof deck of this Lower East Side club follows a jungle theme, with dramatic spotlights accenting bamboo stalks and palm trees. Bartenders dispense bottled beer and mixed drinks in plastic cups—it’s up to you to source a table and chairs, which are scarce on weekend nights, despite the $10 cover charge and reservation policy. The good-looking crowd of singles dances when the music pumps, though they rarely notice the up-close view of the Williamsburg Bridge.


    455 Myrtle Ave., nr. Washington Ave. Clinton Hill, Brooklyn; 718-643-7001
    Outdoor hours: Sun.–Thurs. 10 a.m.–11 p.m., Fri.–Sat. 10 a.m.–midnight.
    This restaurant’s adorable garden is like a North Carolina grandmother’s backyard: There’s comfort food on the menu and toddlers running about (as the swarm of strollers out front suggests). If you get there between 4:30 and 7:30 p.m. you can catch the two-for-one draft-beer and house-wine special. The tasty summer mixed drinks, including margaritas and spiked frozen lemonades, range from $4 to $9.


    10 Hope St., nr. Roebling St., Williamsburg, Brooklyn; 718-218-7191
    Outdoor hours: Mon.–Fri. 3 p.m.–4 a.m., Sat.–Sun. 2 p.m.–4 a.m.
    Bypass the Pottery Barn style of Hope Lounge for its large concrete outdoor space that’s appointed with cushioned chairs and umbrella tables and is rarely oversubscribed. The bar has eight drafts on tap and cocktails so fruity they may actually be nutritious. Berries, apples, oranges, and grapes garnish the $7 pint of fresh sangria, while cocktails like the cherry margarita, and frozen piña colada (both $10) are equally fruit-forward. The bar occasionally rents the patio, so call in advance to make sure it’s open.

    Water Taxi Beach's sandy bar.


    Hunters Point, Long Island City, entrance on Borden Ave. at 2nd St.; no phone
    Outdoor hours: Officially Wed.–Fri. 4 p.m.–midnight, Sat. noon–midnight, Sun. 1 p.m.–midnight
    Four hundred tons of trucked-in sand, spectacular views of midtown, and swimsuit-clad boys and girls—these are the rewards for finding your way to the Water Taxi Beach in Long Island City. A rotating cast of D.J.’s and frozen cocktails ($7.50) simulate a Cancún vacation—sans swimming, which is forbidden. At night, the beach often gets packed, resulting in buzz-negating lines at the bar and portable toilets.

    The Stonehome Wine Bar in Fort Greene. (Photo: Jessica Boucher/Courtesy of Stonehome Wine Bar)

    87 Lafayette Ave., nr. S. Portland Ave., Fort Greene, Brooklyn; 718-624-9443
    Outdoor hours: Mon.–Thurs. 5 p.m.–12:30 a.m., Fri.–Sat. 5 p.m.–1:30 a.m., Sun. 5 p.m.–midnight
    Fort Greene residents without a garden of their own find the tasteful ivy-draped backyard at Stonehome a perfect stand-in. For a wine-and-cheese (and fancy bottled beer) establishment, it draws an edgy crowd, including collage art star Wangechi Mutu. On weekend evenings, couples have a shot at getting a seat on the romantic patio; larger drinking parties should shop elsewhere.

    4th AVENUE PUB
    76 Fourth Ave., at Bergen St., Park Slope, Brooklyn; 718-643-2273
    Outdoor hours: Daily 3 p.m.–4 a.m.
    Brick apartment buildings rise up around the pub’s walled-in garden patio, their windows overlooking drinkers below. Loyalists come to appreciate a rotation of 25 reasonably priced exotic draft beers. The popcorn is always free, as is the Friday-through-Sunday hot-dog-and-hamburger barbecue, and there always seem to be a few empty tables and chairs both inside and out.

    335 Bowery, at 3rd St.; 212-505-9100
    Outdoor hours: 7 a.m.–midnight
    The new Bowery Hotel’s lobby bar has a lovely, small patio that’s officially the domain of hotel guests—and, to keep it that way, reserved placards are placed on most of the low, candlelit tables and couches. During the day, the spot is quiet enough for you to attempt entry by smooth-talking the maître d’. Eight-dollar Heinekens buy you the pleasant atmosphere and an attractive wait staff that stay friendly even as the crowd outside grows to capacity around midnight.

    29-19 24th Ave., nr. 29th St., Astoria; 718-274-4925
    Outdoor hours: Weekdays 5 p.m.–3 a.m., weekends noon–3 a.m.
    New York’s last true beer garden is worth a visit to Astoria. Amid an unpretentious parklike atmosphere with row upon row of wooden picnic tables, wash down kielbasa and sauerkraut ($8) with $14 pitchers of frothy Czech beers like the smooth pale lager Staropramen. Those with groups of twenty or more should arrive closer to noon than 5 p.m. on weekends to get a prime table under a shady tree.

    500 E. 30th St., at the East River; 212-683-3333
    Outdoor hours: Mon.–Thurs. 4 p.m.–midnight (or earlier), Fri.–Sun. 2 p.m.–midnight (or later)
    Perched atop the crusty Water Club restaurant, the Crow’s Nest has a front-row view of the East River, making it feel like the upper deck of a cruise ship. (The hardwood floors, white railings strung with lightbulbs, and porthole windows contribute to the effect.) Whether on a weeknight, when a youngish, after-work khakis crowd dominates, or weekends, when a mix of locals and tourists man the deck, the Crow’s Nest rarely overflows. Even small groups won’t have trouble finding a table in the sun or under an awning.

    Harlem's new Hudson River Café. (Photo: Rebecca McAlpin/Courtesy of Hudson River Café)

    697 W. 133rd St., nr. Riverside Dr.; 212-491-9111
    Outdoor hours: 5 p.m.–2 a.m.
    The brand-new Hudson River Café joins Dinosaur Barbecue and Fairway market on a gritty stretch of West Harlem. There are two large, sparkling outdoor patios—a ground-level deck with views of the Hudson and a two-level dining terrace. The expensive drinks (a mojito costs $10) and attractive staff make the place feel like a poolside restaurant in Miami. For now, the bar is busy but not overrun; groups arriving at peak hours (7 to 9 p.m.) on the weekend shouldn’t wait long for an outdoor table.

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    ^ Hudson River Cafe: the flying wedge of Columbia's imminent gentrification of Manhattanville?

    Looks pretty good.

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    Default - New York, NY

    I'm not a promoter of this website, nor do I know anybody who's affiliated with it. I've just found it to be a useful reference on occasion when I'm doing a keyword search or looking for a theme place in Manhattan.

    A huge website flaw: for all of New York City and NY State, only Manhattan places are listed.

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    July 11, 2007

    The Fleet’s In: In the Harbor, and the Bar


    Chester Higgins Jr./The New York Times

    Getting to Montero’s Bar is easy: take Atlantic Avenue to Brooklyn Heights, and it’s the last bar on the right before the harbor. Unless, of course, you’re coming from Britain on a warship, chugging six days across the Atlantic and docking at Pier 7 at the end of Atlantic Avenue, in which case it’s the first bar on the left.

    For members of the British Royal Navy on the two warships at the pier, it became something more than just a bar last week.

    “It’s the ‘duty watch bar,’ ” Mark Smith, 41, a petty officer sitting in Montero’s on Sunday, said with a thick accent that was part British and part Rolling Rock. “It’s an expression. The nearest pub to the ship is the duty watch bar.”

    The two warships, the destroyer Manchester and the aircraft carrier Illustrious, arrived in New York last week, the former in Brooklyn and the latter in Manhattan first, then Brooklyn a few days later. Things were going considerably smoother on this visit than the Royal Navy’s trip to Brooklyn in 1776, during the Revolutionary War.

    For these visitors there was plenty of free time, free housing, great views, and $2 Rolling Rocks at Montero’s, a dark, cool, neighborhood bar that has not generally been known as a tourist destination in its 60 years on Atlantic Avenue. But for these guests, a chalkboard out front last weekend declared it the headquarters of the Royal Navy.

    On Sunday, the last night the warships were docked here after a week in town, a couple dozen men and women at Montero’s grew to better than 50, and many carried themselves as regulars. They waved to the owner, Joseph Montero, and called him Joe or by his nickname, Pepe, and declared him brilliant, but not in the brains department, necessarily. Just brilliant, as in: “Ah, there’s Joe. Brilliant.”

    There were, not counting Mr. Montero, 60, and his wife, Linda, both tending bar, exactly three people there who were not in the Royal Navy, including this reporter, his old roommate Dave from Prospect-Lefferts Gardens and an older woman playing scratch-off lottery games and trying to ignore more than 50 increasingly loud British sailors.

    Greg Deverell, 19 and, in accord with local custom, not drinking, was one of several men who took credit for first spotting Montero’s, as if through a spyglass in a foggy night at sea.

    “Since the first day, we came straight here,” he said. He thought back to that day and what was going through his mind: “Just thinking, ‘We’ll have a nice beer,’ and we saw the word, ‘bar.’ ” He shrugged. “Sounds good to me.”

    But Harry Skinters, 22, remembered it differently. “We were walking up the road, looking for a subway, and this is the first bar we found, and we stayed.”

    Mr. Montero knows you run a good bar by keeping track of just these sorts of things. He said, “The Manchester came in first,” as if seamen flying foreign flags were always popping in at Montero’s. “They wandered in. One or two sort of commented that this was like a pub at home.”

    Montero’s décor is best described as seaman-tchotchke. Every spare inch of wall space seems covered: a shelf of nautical knickknacks, a sepia photo of a man at sea, an orange life preserver.

    “They enjoyed the memorabilia,” Mr. Montero said. “They plopped themselves down and stayed. Their highlight — you ready for this? — Twinkies.”

    On Sunday, every flat surface was covered with Rolling Rock bottles either empty or rapidly moving in that direction. James Smith, 20 and seemingly not inclined to observe local custom, peered warily at anyone’s approach, for it was well known that he had been brutally sunburned in soccer matches — he called it football — against two New York Police Department teams in Queens the day before. Now his friends kept slapping him on the shoulders.

    “One of the teams was rubbish,” he sniffed. “The other was quite good. We lost to the decent team, 2 to 1. Way too hot Friday. That’s why they beat us. They’re used to it. We’re not.”

    The juke box was a big hit with the visitors. Freddie Mercury’s voice rose over the din, and a 26-year-old leading seaman stopped mid-sentence to ask a stranger, “You like Queen?” After a yes, he said, “Brilliant.” The group also played “In the Navy,” by the Village People.

    Mr. Montero produced a box of cookies, and someone called them pastries.
    Mr. Montero said the group had to be constantly reminded not to take their beers outside when they smoked. Most of the sailors wore T-shirts and jerseys; none were in uniform. Dozens signed a poster with a picture of the Manchester for Mr. Montero, who promised to frame it and hang it.

    Caterina Rullo, 23, a canteen assistant, described her typical day in Brooklyn: “We do some work, until half 10. Stop off at the duty watch bar and have a few Rolling Rocks. Then off to Manhattan, like proper tourists.”

    Several sailors mentioned visits to ground zero and the Empire State Building, and other bars. “Hogs and Heifers,” Mr. Deverell said. “It’s mad in there.”

    The Queen fan said: “Hooters was good. Bubba Gump Shrimp was good.” His only regret was not visiting the firehouse in the film “Ghostbusters,” but he was not sure where it was.

    His friend said: “Free meals, free drinks from people. Absolutely brilliant.”

    Mr. Smith, the sunburned sailor, said, “Times Square is the place to be.”

    Sailors said that in Europe, Brooklyn is generally regarded as unsafe and run down compared to Manhattan, and that they were surprised to learn otherwise.

    “People come up and say, ‘Where are you from?’ ” said Able Seaman Luke Flint, 21. “You’d never get that in England.”

    In this country, it was a work night, and eventually the sailors had the place to themselves. At last glance, there were easily as many on the sidewalk as there were inside, holding their beers and smoking, Mr. Montero too busy to call them back in.

    Mr. Montero said, “I wish they’d stay a year.”

    The Queen fan said he had come not only to enjoy his time on Atlantic Avenue, but to prefer it to Manhattan.

    “You go to Manhattan to see the tourist things,” he said. “But you go to Brooklyn to see the real people.”

    Copyright 2007The New York Times Company

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    Default Cheap Beer

    Today's NY Times (August 9,2007) has a pretty entertaining article on where to find cheap beer in the City.Someone should archive it for future reference.

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    August 5, 2007

    For Beer Tastes, on Beer Budgets


    Floyd N.Y. in Brooklyn features a pot-luck six pack for $12.

    VISITING the big city can leave you parched, especially in summer. It's easy to develop a more-than-one-beer thirst as you gamely tramp from museum to museum, from landmark to landmark.

    But hunting cheap beer on the New York City bar scene is a bit like trying to find a cheetah on the African savanna. Sure, $7 pints dot the landscape like plump antelope, but the rare sub-$3 brew lurks in the underbrush like the fleetest footed of the big cats, hard to bring down without the help of a skilled guide savvy in sniffing out tell-tale footprints or happy-hour specials.

    But unlike cheetahs, cheap beer won't dash off at 70 miles an hour when you find it. For example, you have two hours to enjoy 50-cent Bud and Bud Light drafts at Bourbon Street on the Upper West Side on Fridays from 9 p.m. to 11 p.m.

    Bourbon Street is hardly genteel: bras hang from above the bar and snapshots of women who had apparently until recently been wearing those bras are posted on the wall, a nod to the Girls Gone Wild traditions of the real Bourbon Street. Hey, at two 10-ounce brews for a buck, beggars can't be choosers. (Apparently, a significant number of beggars do like this kind of thing. The place gets crowded, but not so much so that it's hard to place your order.)

    The fratty Upper West Side bar scene is not for everyone, and although a dive bar is a dive bar, at least the surroundings in the East Village are more eclectic. Maybe the best deal — with no happy hour restrictions — is the $7 pitcher of McSorley's at Cheap Shots, a narrow, raucous bar on First Avenue. Unlike most of what you'll find at less than $2 a pint, the amber brew, with origins at its namesake pub a few blocks away, is never compared to bodily fluids.

    At McSorley's itself, a mug of about 8.5 ounces goes for $2.25 and is also available in a darker version. That's a decent price, especially considering the old-school saloon atmosphere that includes sawdust on the floor.

    Anyone planning to assault the overpriced, overhyped meatpacking district later in the evening might consider fueling up at McKenna's a few blocks east of there with a few cheap ones. P.B.R. goes for $2 a can, even as its price elsewhere in Manhattan seems to be edging toward $3. Knowing what P.B.R. stands for, by the way, is a prerequisite for all drinkers of cheap beer; if you're baffled, please do a Google search before continuing. (Hint: It's not Professional Bull Riders or Petróleo Brasileiro, which also pop up.)

    Near the South Street Seaport, the $5.75 quarts of Bud Light or Coors Light at Jeremy's Ale House are a surprising value for a tourist spot. A quart, for the lactose-intolerant or metric-loving among you, is 32 ounces, equivalent to two pints or nearly three cans of beer. As at McSorley's, you have to tolerate a beer stench. When the brew is this cheap, spilling a bit doesn't bother anybody, and the bar's slim profit margin doesn't leave a big budget for mops.

    Most of these spots are bargain islands in a sea of exorbitant brews. But the capital of cheap beer in New York City is the Williamsburg section of Brooklyn, a one-stop hop on the L train from Manhattan. You almost don't need guidance, as the bustling blocks around the Bedford Avenue station are crowded with bars where both prices and atmosphere are surprisingly pleasant.

    Even so, a couple of deals stand out: From 5 p.m. to 8 p.m., seven nights a week, Levee offers dollar cans of Carling Black Label, the result of its dollar-off-all-drinks happy hour. Black Label distinguishes itself from P.B.R. and other bottom-of-the-barrel brands by actually having some taste. But if it's not enough for you, the dollar-off deal knocks down already reasonable prices on pints of Brooklyn Pennant Ale (to $3) and Yuengling ($2).

    And making Jeremy's Ale House seem both pricey and smelly by comparison is the Greenpoint Tavern, a beer joint from Williamsburg's working-class days that has made a seemingly happy transition to modern life while keeping a handful of its blue-collar clientele — apparently they all find common ground in their love of hanging pots with plastic flowers. The standard, always-available bargain is a quart of Bud or Bud Light for $3.50 and, in a nod to people who think they're being chic, quarts of Becks for $4.50.

    But cheap beer in Brooklyn is more than Williamsburg. The call-a-spade-a-spade experts at Floyd N.Y. on Atlantic Avenue in Cobble Hill have comfy seats with a view of the boccie court, the perfect place to enjoy a “Crap-o-copia,” a bucket of ice jammed with six cans of whatever the beer-loving cat dragged in for $12. On a recent visit, that included American classics like Stroh's, Schmidt's, Genesee Cream Ale and Miller High Life. It's easy walking distance from the downtown Brooklyn subway stops and is even on the route of the Brooklyn Loop of the Gray Line sightseeing bus.

    Oh, and take this, Africa: We have cheetahs, too, and they're easy to spot — in the Bronx Zoo.


    Bourbon Street, 407 Amsterdam Avenue, between 79th and 80th Streets, (212) 721-1332.

    Cheap Shots, 140 First Avenue, between Ninth Street and St. Marks Place, (212) 254-6631.

    Jeremy's Ale House, 228 Front Street, between Beekman Street and Peck Slip, (212) 964-3537.

    McSorley's Old Ale House, 15 East Seventh Street, between Second and Third Avenues, (212) 473-9148.

    McKenna's Pub, 245 West 14th Street, between Seventh and Eighth Avenues, (212) 620-8124.

    Levee, 212 Berry Street, at North Third Street, Williamsburg, Brooklyn, (718) 218-8787.

    Greenpoint Tavern, 188 Bedford Avenue, between North Sixth and North Seventh Streets, Williamsburg, Brooklyn, (718) 384-9539.

    Floyd N.Y., 131 Atlantic Avenue, between Henry and Clinton Streets, Cobble Hill, Brooklyn, (718) 858-5810.

    Copyright 2007 The New York Times Company

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    I was wondering if you could tell me if there are any house music clubs, like perhaps those in europe, in nyc?

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    Default Guestlist @ Marquee, Pink Elephant, Plumm, Cain, Guest House, ...


    My name is Arnaud and I’m actually working for Vero’s list as an « Event Planner ».

    We are in charge of planning parties in the hottest nightclubs of NYC such as : Pink Elephant, Marquee, Plumm, Cain, etc... We also have a Guestlist which allow you to come in without any charge.

    Here you will find the link of our website so don’t hesitate to have a look on it :

    You can contact me when you want if you need any details or if you have any questions, this is my email:

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    August 27, 2007

    From Either Side of the Bar, Firefighters Embrace a Tradition


    On Thursday, after the funeral of Firefighter Joseph Graffagnino, and on Friday, after the funeral of Firefighter Robert Beddia, many of the city’s bars filled with grieving men in navy blue uniforms who wore pins in remembrance of their fallen brothers.

    But the Salty Dog on Third Avenue in Bay Ridge, Brooklyn, where black and purple bunting hung above the bar’s bright red garage door, had its own special connection with that grief: Firefighter Graffagnino tended bar there on the side.

    In a city with so many kinds of bars that telling them apart requires modifiers — sports bars, gay bars, Wall Street bars, college bars, sake bars and topless bars — firefighter bars are distinctive because the customers are often served by a fellow firefighter. As it happened, Firefighter Beddia, 53, of Staten Island, who along with Firefighter Graffagnino, 33, of Brooklyn, was killed fighting a blaze at the Deutsche Bank building at ground zero, had also tended bar, at Chumley’s in Greenwich Village, not far from the firehouse where both firefighters worked.

    Other firefighters, or retired firefighters, own bars or restaurants.

    “We like to go to the places that are owned by a firefighter, the places where you know they’re going to take care of you,” said Firefighter Frank Blackstone of Ladder Company 173 in Howard Beach, Queens.

    While the Salty Dog no longer has a firefighter as one of its owners, it embraces its motif with no subtlety. A shiny 1947 Mack fire truck, parked across from the bar, houses a D.J. booth. A cast-iron bucket that predates fire hoses hangs overhead, and around the bar, only a few inches of red brick separate old portraits of fire companies and photographs of famous American fires.

    “It’s all made to look like a firehouse,” said Larry Kaplan, an assistant manager. “The only thing we don’t have is a pole, and that’s only because we don’t have room.”

    Most firefighter bars are not quite so elaborate, but they are part of a long tradition that dates to the late 1700s, according to Gary R. Urbanowicz, who has written books about the Fire Department’s history and lore.

    “Going out to a bar after a shift or after a bad fire once you’re off duty is certainly something that’s been done for years upon years,” said Mr. Urbanowicz, the son of a Brooklyn firefighter. Those encounters have always involved “socializing beyond just talking,” he said, adding that in the early 19th century, firefighters gathered at chowder bakes and gun clubs.

    By the late 19th century, some firefighters had begun gathering at Walker’s, a restaurant and bar on North Moore Street in TriBeCa. Firefighters still occupy the tall bar stools there today; Ladder 8 is across the street.

    “We’ve been a firefighter bar for ever and ever,” said Linda Anthonijsz, Walker’s manager. She says that firefighters remain faithful to their bars, and that once a bar becomes a firehouse favorite, the tradition lasts for generations.

    At Walker’s, firefighters prefer burgers, “no quiche,” she said. “They order it, they eat it all. You don’t even have to clean their plates.” And with the food and drink come the firehouse stories.

    At Farrell’s Bar in Windsor Terrace, Brooklyn, which employs three firefighters as bartenders, Dan Mills, a co-owner, said that a casual atmosphere and inexpensive cold beer attract firefighters as well as police officers.

    While the police also have a long-established bar culture, officers are prohibited, by their department and the New York State Liquor Authority, from working in establishments that serve alcohol. There is no such rule for firefighters. Firefighters do not need special permission to take bartending jobs, and are allowed to work within the districts covered by their engine or ladder companies, though they are expected to cooperate if, say, their bar or club becomes overcrowded and the Fire Department is called.

    To be sure, the drinking traditions have raised concerns. In 2003 and 2004, when a high number of firefighters were arrested on drunken driving charges, Fire Commissioner Nicholas Scoppetta increased the departmental penalty for those offenses from several days suspension without pay to as many as 30 days.

    Along with several city firefighters at the Salty Dog on Friday, there were two firefighters from Saskatoon, Saskatchewan, who met Firefighter Beddia in 2002 through union activities.

    They said that firefighters everywhere appreciated a good place to share a beer, especially after a difficult fire or the loss of a colleague, and that they had never known a place to embrace that tradition as well as New York City.

    “We wanted to come to a firefighter bar,” said Rob Hogan, one of the Canadian firefighters. “We’re firefighters so we had to come.”

    As he raised a pint of ale, Bruce Siemen, the other Canadian, said, “It’s firefighter history and tradition and it accumulates here like nowhere else.”

    Copyright 2007The New York Times Company

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    November 1, 2007

    Down days for NYC nightlife

    By Justin Rocket Silverman

    Long gone are the days when clubs like Studio 54, Palladium and Limelight were institutions that captured the essence of their time and defined New York City nightlife. The era of the big dance clubs that had universal appeal is fading, replaced by predominately smaller venues targeting specific groups of clientele.

    There is a sense that money has won out over creativity; rules about dancing, smoking and security cameras have trumped personal freedom; that the night belongs to a starched collar crowd that prefers dropping $400 on a bottle of vodka rather than supporting anything weird or edgy.

    "There are a lot of reasons why the days of Studio 54 and other great clubs of the '70s are not here anymore," said David Rabin, the owner of Lotus and president of the New York Nightlife Association, a trade group. "For one thing, crowds have become much more self-separating. When I first started gong out in the late '70s and early '80s, everyone was under the same roof. Straight, gay, black, white, male, female, it was awesome."

    Opinions vary on why clubland has lost its diversity. Cost is certainly a factor. Gone are the days when everybody paid $5 to get into Nell's on 14th Street (now called The Plumm). There was no bottle service, or ways to buy yourself into the legendary club Area, a massive space complete with a swimming pool, skateboard ramp and tank stocked with live sharks. If you impressed the doorman with your style, you got in. Otherwise, you'd be standing outside all night.

    One venue from the heydays of clubbing that hasn't lost its popularity is Webster Hall, which is in the process of being landmarked by the city. But most other mega-clubs are instead being replaced by smaller lounges.

    "In the '80s and '90s there was big group of people who helped each other and made it interesting," said Sydney Masters, a clubber since 1985. "Those same people have since learned to make a business of it, and a lot have opened smaller clubs. Nightlife is a commodity now."

    Yet even the most well-financed nightclubs were thrown a curve ball in September when high-end burlesque operator Ivan Kane was denied, by unanimous vote, his request for approval of a liquor license by the local community board. Kane's investors included David Bowie and Sting, and the defeat could have a cooling effect on investment industry-wide.

    While such community votes used to be routinely ignored by the State Liquor Authority, within the past year they inexplicably began to be the determining factor of whether a new club is allowed to sell booze. The shift to more community input is something that has the potential to deter nightclub owners from opening larger venues in New York City, industry heads say.

    "Our establishments were never designed simply to serve the 1.2 million residents of Manhattan," said Robert Bookman, chief counsel for the nightlife association, who explained that with 65 million admissions annually, more people come to the city for its clubs than they do for every Broadway show and professional sporting event combined. "We can't expect entrepreneurs to put millions into new places in New York if it is a popularity contest with people living a block away. We are not here to serve the people who live a block away anyway."

    Money that would have been invested locally in clubs is therefore sent to other cities, Bookman and Rabin said.

    "Everyone that I know in our business is just hoping to do a place that's successful enough for someone from Vegas to come along and say, 'Let's do one of these in Vegas,'" Rabin said. "That has really become the pot at the end of the rainbow."

    Copyright © 2007, AM New York

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