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As its closing sinks in, we look back at Manhattan's last real shithole.
Plus: Mars Bar will live another month or so.
Now this is going to throw the nostalgia bloggers for a loop.
The nightlife landscape is getting increasingly divisive.
The bartenders don't seem to think so, but the owner says yes. Either way, the bar will be demolished.
A conversation with Max Fish's owner of 21 years, as she says good-bye to Ludlow Street.
Could Mars Bar be the next Cedar Tavern?
The bathroom stench is laced with a special brand of pheromones.
Plus, you can apparently walk into Mars Bar wearing a pink sweater and get away with it.
A magazine feature takes us into the lives of ‘faux’ girlfriends who dance with men for $40 an hour.