APT

Critics' Pick

419 W. 13th St., New York, NY 10014
nr. Washington St. See Map | Subway Directions Hopstop Popup
212-414-4245 Send to Phone

Reader Rating:
6.2 out of 10
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12 Reviews | Write a Review
Scene: Bar Food, DJ, Hot Spot, Lounge, Outdoor Area, Private Party Space, Smoking Area, Swank

Photo by Shanna Ravindra

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Official Website

aptwebsite.com

Hours

Daily, 7pm-4am

Nearby Subway Stops

L at Eighth Ave.; A, C, E at 14th St.

Payment Methods

American Express, MasterCard, Visa

Upcoming Events

Thru 3/20 Various Dates	Behind the Groove
Ongoing Various Dates	dirtybird with Claude VonStroke

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Profile

The gimmick, in case you haven't heard, is that the entrance is unmarked and the address is a secret. But frankly, no one's trying all that hard to keep things under wraps, and that's a hell of a lot less obnoxious than your average velvet-rope wrangler. The ambience is rec room as reinterpreted by any magazine with an asterisk in the title: a boxy space split by the world's longest end table. Too bad it's so hard to move around. — Ken Miller

Extra

Daily, the downstairs opens at 10 p.m.

My husband and I, a very good looking couple, went there last night. There was a large crowd of people waiting to get in. They called all the girls to go in. The one guy called me and I pulled my husband along. When they saw him they said no to us. My husband showed his Fire Department I.D. and they wouldn't honor it. He was so upset we just took off.

APT = A Poor Taste (of NY Nightlife)

caryrandolph from 10016 | Posted on 1/3/09

Overall Rating: 4 (Not Recommended)

The staff was surprisingly friendly, including the fur coat-clad bouncer, but they subjected my friend and me (both 20-something females) to an oddly thorough handbag search upon entering the foyer, perhaps in conjunction with the zero tolerance drug policy notice that graces the front door. From there our experience was only lackluster; despite arriving at 10:30 on a Friday night neither the upstairs area, where we split a bottle of too-sweet and overpriced pinot grigio, nor the basement had any energy...and it never picked up. The crowd was an odd mix of suits, Euro tourists, and romantic couples (sipping pink martinis), and the decor seemed plain. Where was the party vibe about which I'd heard so much? The whole scene felt flatter than week-old Champagne.

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