So what if Coltrane never pissed in the urinal like some of the more rarified Downtown spots? Still toe-tappingly legit. Huge space, sleek, decked with red leather benches. Like most big-name jazz joints, cats best come prepared to lay down some serious coin. Bebop backs up casual boozing and finger-licking food from the upstairs, upscale BBQ joint Blue Smoke. Leap in, Lester, and improvise with 30-plus tequilas.