Sandwiched into a bustling strip along Astoria’s Broadway Avenue, Bungalo sticks out a bit awkwardly, attempting to give an air of exclusivity with a red-carpet entrance. Once you make it past the velvet rope (it won’t be too difficult), you are greeted by décor typical of your average lounge: black, Buddha-lined walls, black leather banquettes, and small, minimalistic tables touting bottle service. While there’s a cocktail menu of specialty drinks—a Peachy Lychee, anyone?—friendly bar staff will shake or stir almost anything to your liking. The entire space probably doesn’t fit more than 100 people comfortably, though coziness is part of the appeal.
Picnics with a view, roller-skating nostalgia, and a party for gay headbangers.