BlackBook Staff Picks: Dining, Drinking, Shopping, & Staying

Here at BlackBook, we pay a lot of attention to where to where people go out. The latest and greatest bars, clubs, restaurants, shops, hotels, are always on our radar. So why not flip the frame and let you see where we go out? Here’s a periodically updated, exhaustive list of hotspots currently favored by everyone at BlackBook, from the mighty bosses down to the humble interns, from the charming local lounges around the corner to the jet-setting temples of luxe living.

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  • Senior Software Engineer, Bryan Packman Tom & Jerry’s (NYC)
  • Mobile Production Manager Sunde Johnson Brooklyn Industries (NYC)
  • Lead Mobile Architect Joseph Russell Big Bar (NYC)
  • Mobile Developer Wyeth Shamp, Brooklyn Bowl (NYC)
  • Senior Systems Engineer, Dan Simon Europa (NYC)
  • Senior Product Design Manager, Gwen Heimburg Sugar Sweet Sunshine (NYC)

Publisher at Large, John F. McDonald, Saxon + Parole (NYC)

BlackBook Magazine Founder, Evanly Schindler, A Voce Columbus (NYC)

Dumps, Dives, & Holes: The Sly Fox, a Basement Getaway

The Sly Fox is an unlikely bar for Second Ave., where noted funky spots, like Mars Bar, seem to have either closed down, or are approaching an all out police state (Lit). Hidden under the Ukrainian National Home, a complex that also includes a restaurant, an optometrist, and whatever’s on the second story, the Sly Fox (called Karpatys on the awning) is not trying to impress, gentrify, or relive a past. It is simply a place for Ukrainians to get drunk.

Winding down the indoor wheelchair ramp into the dark square bar, you feel very much like you’ve stumbled upon a familiar basement. There are new reddish brick walls, a speckled black floor, and dark mirrored tiles on the ceiling. The bar is on the right; it’s pretty big, has great deals, red lights, and black ones, too. The bartenders are all very nice, so it’s never an awkward entrance. Booths line the left wall. Their seats are red velvet and backs an antiquated floral pattern reminiscent of old curtains. The TVs are usually on, playing something along the line of The Simpsons. It almost feels like the product of a bored suburban uncle’s low-budget basement-to-bar conversion, but not as shoddy.

The most important thing about enjoying this bar is the time you come. After 10 or 11, it becomes overrun with annoying, bar crawling frat kids. Suddenly everyone is talking about NYU, forcing you to down the rest of your drink and flee. Go in the early evening. Daytime would be too depressing, as light shines through the dark windows and illuminates the dust particles dancing in the air. Go for the happy hour around seven and leave before ten. You’ll have full run of the place and still have enough money when you leave to go out. $5 beer and shot special, $2 pints of PBR all day.