Mon-Fri, 4pm-4am; Sat-Sun, 6pm-4am
5pm-7pm; specials vary
4, 5, 6, 7, S at Grand Central-42nd St.
American Express, MasterCard, Visa
Gimmicks are served aplenty in proprietor Jozef Kuzmkowski’s cramped midtown drinkery. The "925" refers not to its after-work clientele, but to its unimpressive prices—$9 for cosmos and chocolate martinis, $5 for beer, and $2 for the intermittent drink special—and the “café” seems incongruous since it no longer serves food. Dated purple track lighting traces inelegant aluminum waves on the ceiling, while an enormous fish tank behind the bar is only slightly more interesting than the HD flat screens, both tuned to ESPN. In this yeoman context, the purported no-males-under-25 door policy feels a bit incongruous. And sort of pointless, too—925 is a watering hole of utility for an older, post-work crowd, as it is smartly slotted around the bend from Pfizer and the U.N.
Picnics with a view, roller-skating nostalgia, and a party for gay headbangers.