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When the Slide, the gay bar below Marion’s Continental, got in hot water for its underwear parties, owners Michael Howett and Richard Bach decided to dress the club down by crafting tables from weathered planks found in the basement and importing a handsome bar from an early 1900s German singing club. As if that weren’t enough, they then moved in some art-student paintings of plump nudes and an even greater number of antique wine bottles from their defunct NoLita spot M&R. Now devotees of that establishment and a younger set who weren’t of age at the time descend into this homey, candlelit reincarnation for thin-crust three-cheese pizzas, Halloumi skewers, marinated olives and daily specials like garlic roasted pork loin and steak frites. Four beers are on tap, but as with Marion’s, the cocktails— especially the brown ones— are the thing: Bourbon puts some hair on the cosmo and a combination of VO, OJ, and Amaretto gives the Dizzy Valencia all the warm fruitiness of a Jolly Rancher. The easily inebriated may want to opt instead for one of the couple dozen international wines, most of them served by the glass, half-liter, and bottle. — Daniel Maurer

Lavatory lovers will get a kick out of the old-fashioned communal urinals in the men’s room.