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Where Peewee sits to prove a sage to teach. Slightly undercover basement bar with Flintstones siding and phosphorescent mod details. After hitting up the fancy Japanese upstairs, trundle down the staircase for strong pours. Used to have happening bathroom and after-midnight scene, but just not the same since Gossip Girl name dropped it. Survived the infamous LES douchebag influx of '06. '08 strain proved fatal.
Regulars at Frannie Marchese's dark, hole-in-the-wall LES joint don't usually start rollin' in till after midnight, although the $2 bus special ends then. Indie pop and throwback rock means you sho... read more
Funkiest spot in town—at least in the smell department. Our fraternity basement was Bliss Soho compared to this joint. Décor looks like the rec room of a pedophile uncle, polyester vib... read more
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