5pm-7pm; All drinks are half-priced.
Mon-Fri, 7pm-10pm; $4 drafts, $7 well drinks
B, D, E at Seventh Ave.; F, G at 15th St.-Prospect Park
American Express, MasterCard, Visa
This venue is closed.
Stray too far into the recesses of Amalia and the bartender might call out: "Don't get lost!" He's only half-joking. While the upper-level bar area is manageable enough, the downstairs club, an 1800s carriage house, is a warren of dark alcoves and twisting passages seemingly carved out of rough stone. Depending on your perspective, it's either Buffalo Bill's basement or a bona fide sex dungeon. Gone is Amalia's full-time restaurant; the owners (including Aspen's Greg Brier) have decided to focus on parties, adorning this sepulchre-like setting with the trappings of gothic luxury: elaborate mirrors, candelabras dripping long stalagmites of wax, chandeliers that look like explosions of mercury. Then, of course, there's the flying staircase made from glowing stained glass. D.J.'s play to a large gay party on Fridays and a house-music crowd on Saturdays, but on weekdays patrons can have a quiet drink and tapas upstairs, perhaps at the clear bar threaded with what look like wisps of wedding dress.
Picnics with a view, roller-skating nostalgia, and a party for gay headbangers.