![]() |
Another successful date at the Dove. (Photo: Mark Peterson/Redux for New York Magazine)
|
-
- The Dove
-
228 Thompson St.; 212-254-1435
Slightly off the beaten paths of the West Village and Soho, the Dove time-warps patrons to a moment when drinks were sipped slowly and Louis Armstrong and Frank Sinatra crooned on the airwaves. The mood at the Dove, with its red-velvet wallpaper, gold molding, and dim sconce lighting, is a bit bordello-cum-speakeasy, but it works. On weekday evenings, the bar has light traffic—giving you a chance of snagging the couch next to the fireplace or the window nook. Ward off premature intoxication with a cheese plate and other posh bar snacks. If your date passes the test and you’re ready to move on to dinner, Thompson Street is lined with candlelit Italian restaurants to sneak into.



Email
Print



The Trouble With Product Integration
Meet the Matisse of Subway-Ad Mash-ups
Equus Is Ready for the Glue Factory
The Coolest Hand: Paul Newman, 1925–2008
Look Book: The Gallery Owner 
Playing Hardball After Signing the Lease
Pork-Focused Street Food Done to a Tuscan Turn
Clam Pies on the Rise
Can Paterson Navigate the Troubled Economy?

Will Sulzberger's Heirs Sell the 'Times'?
How McCain Lost His Public Image
What Wall Street Will Look Like in Fall 2009