515 W. 27th St., New York, NY, 10001
nr. Tenth Ave.
By arielle84 on 3/6/2009
I used to avoid this place (and all of the 27th street madness) because of the hype around the few celebrity appearances that drove masses of pretentious creepy wall street types and wannabes to crowd this lounge. A friend and I were in the area after the Bridge Art Festival and someone she knew had gotten a table here - the crowd was fantastic! Friendly doormen, friendly staff, attractive crowd, the works! Stayed til 4am and had a blast! Hungover today but worth it!
By cureless on 6/21/2008
the door guys are not the problem here; i found them charming, really. it's all the jersey and uptown euro-trash wannabe downtown scenesters that give this place a bad name. overall a good time is to be had, but prepare to be annoyed by guido over there.
By lucatrippitelli on 3/10/2007
Guys, The bungalow now its a classic.... its not the bungalow of 3 years ago, but its still a classic... some weeks ago i have had a good time at the bar with eva mendez.. so respect for a place that is survived and still great! Naturally difficult to get in if the doorman (he is the best) dont like you its better that you leave.
By jonas_carp on 3/1/2007
I gotta tell you, Bungalow 8 is a junior reincarnation of Jimmyz or Les Caves Du Roy at peak summer party time - but in a slightly more condensed format obviously. Money is being thrown all directions, like paper earmarked for moneyed party goers. Having said that, Bungalow 8 is still a name in NYC and the ladies are hot - yes, NYC girls, you rule big time. C est la vie au Monte Carlo! I will be back....
By eric on 9/12/2003
My group of 4 friends showed up and after a look over by the doorman were allowed in. Once inside, we enjoyed some good drinks(albeit expensive) and enjoyed the raucous scene around Paris Hilton, Cher and Dr. David Ostad. The music was good and the scene lent itself to big time partying.
By Annabelle21 on 8/16/2003
Always a favorite of mine for dancing and mingling, Bungalow 8 is more like a party than a club. With good music (starts out with hip-hop and then moves into Rolling Stones, David Bowie and Talking Heads) and a good venue, one can get past the slightly pretentious scene. With excellent yet overpriced drinks (the watermelon martini is to die for) the strict door policy is greatly appreciated by the locals keeping cheesy people in the cold. Anyone who doesn't know the doorman or at least have a reservation is wasting their time. I've seen girls stand outside for four hours and go home with nothing to show for it!
Picnics with a view, roller-skating nostalgia, and a party for gay headbangers.