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  • 3 weeks ago | theinfatuation.com | Allie Conti |Willa Moore |Garrett Snyder |Nicolai McCrary

    In NYC, novelty and exclusivity constitute cool. And one of the city’s current hottest bars is a tiny, quasi-secret spot that’s only going to stick around through the end of summer. To get inside Los Salvajes, you have to be a “friend” of the bar, but in our experience, the term is used loosely.

  • 4 weeks ago | theinfatuation.com | Allie Conti

    It’s the 1990s and your friend pages you to meet at the coffee shop. You don't have to ask for the name. It’s just “the coffee shop.” The place down the block from your apartment with the comfy couches, free refills, and maybe even a barista who knows your name. These days you’d be lucky to find even a wooden stool at most Starbucks, and many neighborhood restaurants have essentially become warehouses for brown paper bags come dinner time.

  • 1 month ago | theinfatuation.com | Willa Moore |Will Hartman |Allie Conti |Molly Fitzpatrick

    Situated on top of a jazz club, this sushi speakeasy in the East Village is like a house party, in a house that also happens to have a standout $80 omakase. In one corner of the room, chefs at the four-seat counter serve buttery yuzu scallops and shiso sea bream with obvious swagger. Other guests eat sushi a la carte, sitting at high tops or on couches. But the most fun touch? A DJ that helps transition the evening from eating fancy fish to drinking many, many after-dinner cocktails.

  • 1 month ago | theinfatuation.com | Allie Conti

    Think of Roman’s as a slightly aloof, punk-adjacent older cousin you grew up worshipping. He has a super normie job now, but deep down you know he still has good taste. This Fort Greene spot, which opened in 2009 as a minimalist-chic destination for Italian small plates, has mellowed out to become the platonic ideal of a neighborhood restaurant.

  • 1 month ago | theinfatuation.com | Allie Conti

    Finding a dive bar this close to Fort Greene park is like spotting a first-edition copy of Please Kill Me at a Goodwill in Scottsdale. Don’t dwell on how Alibi exists, just beeline it for the ATM inside. Buy a stiff drink and if weather permits, head to the backyard, where the benches are set up so that everyone faces each other in a sort of alcohol panopticon. Maybe you’ll play some pool. Maybe you’ll get another drink. Just don’t order anything that’s on tap.

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