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A good burger demands a cold beer. So a good burger place could do worse than having a bar move in upstairs. Just above Five Guys in the West Village lives Bleecker Heights Tavern, a slim neighborhood sports bar that makes the most of its attic apartment. With no sign and no separate entrance, Bleecker Heights may not be a speakeasy, but it requires some effort to find—walk into Five Guys, breeze past the crowds at the counter, and round the corner for a narrow staircase. (Or, after the burger shop closes, call manager Patrick Day to get the door unlocked.) Upstairs wait a long cherrywood bar, fourteen taps, and a bird’s-eye view of the Bleecker Street chaos below. On draft are local Brooklyn Lager and punchy Delirium Tremens, along with Bud Light for the dude-heavy crowd around the six plasma screens. A tiny pool table sits atop the bar; in quieter hours, Patrick is known to break out the Wii. And while Bleecker Heights shares no formal affiliation with its neighbor downstairs, place your order at the Five Guys counter for a burger and fries delivered to your barstool. Score one for synergy. — Carey Jones

Though the entrance is locked after Five Guys closes, late-night visitors can call Patrick (212-675-6157) to be let in.