Sun-Thu, 6pm-2am; Fri-Sat, 6pm-3am
L at Third Ave.
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It’s pretty much everything you expected from the people who brought you cereal milk soft serves and crack pie. Officially under the guidance of FCI’s Dave Arnold (who partnered with David Chang), it nonetheless keeps true to Momofuku style. Just like next door, the techniques here are creative and the endgame delicious. The décor is pleasant enough, if a tad bit sterile (think a dimly lit hotel lounge). Communal tables are available, but the prime seats are at the bar watching the bartender chill your glass with a smoking wisp of liquid nitrogen or firing up a glass of cognac with a 1500-degree hot poker. The surprises don’t end there. Your Manhattan is perfect every time because it was made several hours ago and chilled in the fridge to avoid using that pesky ice stuff. Oh, and what’s that steampunk-meets-PeeWee’s Playhouse looking contraption? The rotary evaporator, of course, which infuses flavor. (The staff will happily share the latest infused options.) Fortunately, behind all these gadgets is quality and not gimmick. At $14 a pop, the drinks here aren’t for everyday boozing, but it’s refreshing, for a change, to see where your money is going.
Picnics with a view, roller-skating nostalgia, and a party for gay headbangers.