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Since opening in 2002, the Black Door has built a quiet reputation as a stylish but low-key hangout for a crowd that doesn't need a velvet rope to affirm its social standing. Tucked into a dimly lit, out-of-the-way Chelsea block, the unmarked black awning is easy to miss. Keep a sharp eye out, though, and you'll be rewarded with a brasserie-inspired vibe that feels very grown-up without being pretentious or stiff. Fans suspended from the high tin ceiling spin lazily overhead, while lambent white wall sconces and votives set on every surface cast a flattering glow across the glossy dark wood wainscoting. An ice tank filled with chilled martini glasses and a drinks menu written across two large mirrors behind the bar point towards the sophisticated predilections of the cocktailing crowd. While there's no beer on tap, the attitude-free bartenders pour 13 wines by the glass and serve double as many different bottled beers. — Eric Hunter

In a city where the average apartment barely accommodates a dinner party for 6, a chic party space is a valuable commodity. Groups of 30 to 100 will be comfortable in the Black Door's private room complete with hardwood floors, a high ceiling and its own bar and sound system.