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The curio windows facing the street look straight out of an old-timey apothecary shop, but the remedies inside Alobar are of the Sazerac and Sixpoint Sweet Action variety. Opened by a doctor and a former Jane GM, the space is named for an immortal, century-hopping king from a Tom Robbins novel and aims for a similar cocktail of past and present in its menu and decor. Transporting elements include 19th-century pharmaceutical ads, iron gooseneck lamps, and an anachronistic late-90s alternative soundtrack. The menu, available at the bar, skews old world, with whole-beast offerings like pig ear terrine, bone marrow, baby back ribs, and a house-cured charcuterie selection. The bar doesn’t take up much real estate in the larger restaurant, but it’s a cozy place to alleviate what ails you with a vodka-spiked LIC Lemonade or a glass of Finger Lakes Riesling. — Julia LoFaso