New York Magazine

A narrow, disco-hued bar with vaguely Mediterranean fare and a pleasant patio in back.

Some people are bound to like 123 Burger Shot Beer: These people should be exiled to spend their lives on permanent spring break in Cancun.

A Penn Station–area bar that is neither Irish nor middling is a rare thing indeed, but 36 West fits the bill.

A seedy dive that serves as a time capsule to the old Times Square.

An unassuming 99-seat black box theater with an informality and diversity you won't find at your Don't Tell Mamas.

Beneath the lounge-like appearance of this Hell's Kitchen standby beats the heart of a relaxed neighborhood hangout.

A great (gay) place to go if you want to meet people; a very bad place if you want to brood over a Stoli raspberry.

Cool jazz in a hot and swanky setting.

Blue Ruin, named after a pre-Prohibition-era term for gin, is a dark, old-fashioned New York bar co-owned by Kabin’s Kal Narvilas and Michele Gascoigne, who’s also head bartender.

What would be a forgettable sports bar in any other neighborhood is, in the case of the Bull Moose Saloon, a haven of calm for the Times Square escapee.

Tapas bars are a dime a dozen, but this may be the city's only tapas dive.

Catch the might-be next big thing at this bare-bones midtown club.

Look past the backlit bottles of Patrón and you’ll see a friendly neighborhood bar heavy with regulars.

Drink till you drop, but you better be rooting for the Yanks at this popular Hell's Kitchen sports bar.

A traditional Irish bar, all the way over in Midtown West.

Fifteen flat-screens dominate the long, narrow room, a kind of suburban sports bar with Ikea lighting fixtures, beige couches, and office workers in Tees and fleeces.

Cheap drinks, a pool table, and friendly boozers in the shadow of Port Authority.

A low-key pub on West 46th Street’s touristy Restaurant Row.

The most distinguishing thing about the "Distinguished Wakamba Lounge" is probably the murder that took place on its doorsteps.

Come to the cabaret, old chum.

Hookahs and a Mediterranean menu of small bites give this candlelit, Middle Eastern–flavored spot an exotic charm.

Waves of warm salsa and hip-hop beats thump from the edge of Hell’s Kitchen, lending Times Square some much-needed street cred and spice.

Everything comes together at Fusion, a sleek, sexy romantic bar and lounge.

An oxford button-down bar wearing Emerald Isle green underneath.

A club managed by comics for comics with a show roster that's heavily weighted towards no-name up-and-comers.