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Talk about trading in punky platforms for Prada loafers. This diminutive space that burned itself out as a DJ lounge (Openair, then Morrissey Park) has morphed into a demure wine bar. Up front, doors of dimpled glass fold open to reveal black leather chairs recalling a Park Avenue shrink’s waiting room. At the central U-shaped bar, taps dispense Six Point Sweet Action and Brooklyn Lager while on the dark wood shelves, bottles of top-shelf liquor share space with Spanish and domestic wines. The back room, once the site of so much debauchery, is now a clubby private-party space with its own small bar spruced up with antique globes. For all this—and the Brazilian and Middle Eastern beats emanating from the DJ booth—you can thank owner Aviv Kastoriano who is focused on finding tasty European cheeses to complement the cold cuts instead of taste-making promoters. — Daniel Maurer