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Jewel-box-sized tapas bar that's a carnival of flavor, texture and color.

Inside a looming office building are the three private-party spaces that make up 101 River Views.

Hotelier Jason Pomeranc's elegant members-only rooftop bar.

Plugged-in downtown fashionistas open a throwback tavern and dance den for their cool-kid friends.

NYC's best bar for shooting pool uninterrupted.

Café Select’s back room — formerly accessible only to the select few via the kitchen — now has a sexy separate entry via a sidewalk grate and a long utility tunnel.

There's an intimate drinking oasis within this chi-chi playground of a bistro.

That bar with the crazy bathrooms is the ultimate example of SoHo lite.

Karaoke like it's meant to be, with sushi, sake, and a roomful of strangers.

An unassuming no-frills joint in the heart of SoHo (where you’d least expect it).

Pick your poison! This cigarette bar makes an unhealthy habit glamorous again.

Wine by the glass or by the barrel—with food, lectures, and music to match.

There’s not much to this un-Soho-like drinking spot above the Holland Tunnel, and that’s precisely why locals love it.

Named after the legendary Stork Club's VIP room, it's as soft and cuddly as its moniker.

Brash, uncomplicated and not a little bit tacky, Diva is the Shania Twain of Soho bars.

The home of "80s Night" regains it's former rock 'n' roll cred with the city's most notorious hipster dance party.

The first and last word in landmark Manhattan neighborhood bars.

A friendly and comfortable corner pub that doesn't aspire to be anything more.

Serving up cheap drinks and pub grub since long before SoHo became SoHo.

A fittingly swank hotel lounge for music/film/fashion industry types and their hangers-on.

This two-story, 6,000-square-foot club comes with a heavy-handed, if well-intentioned, gimmick.

A nonprofit jazz stage that keeps the focus on the music.

Spanish wines and dishes in the early hours lead to an energetic DJ set by midnight.

A shabby-chic bistro for generous cocktails and savory Gallic comfort food.

The new new nightspot may have moved elsewhere, but the deer horns and air of mystery remain.