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IV’s cantina scene—who food movement, but her LOS ANGELES
didn’t want to hang out larkish, low-lit Bar One IN SHEEP’S CLOTHING
there? That would explain Fourteen feels more like It’s easy to lose time at this
the constant lines outside a lyric poem than a mission DTLA hi-fi joint. Dropping
Oga’s Cantina, a part of the statement. Conceived with in at 3:00 p.m. on a Friday,
Star Wars theme park, Gal- the help of indie rocker I ordered coffee and kom-
axy’s Edge. But it is worth Vess Ruhtenberg, a veteran bucha, only to be capti-
the wait to have that proto– of bands like the Lemon- vated by the turntables and
bar fantasy fulfilled. There heads, this bar is essentially Line Magnetic tube amp
are smoking drinks in a state-of-the-art listening power. What esoteric ’80s
neon colors, a starship sanctuary. The record electronica album will
pilot turned DJ, and—who collection (vinyl only) is the cheerful Happy Days come on next? Afternoon
knows?—Han Solo might stuff of High Fidelity fever energy during the day, but soon melted into evening
just slide in next to you. dreams, and a recent cock- those who prefer manhat- and I downshifted into
351 South Studio Drive, Lake tail list took its inspiration tans to milkshakes show up cocktails and wine and Jap-
Buena Vista, Florida from Dante’s Divine Com- at night, when the stools anese rice whiskey. Tokyo
—Adrienne Westenfeld edy. Some bars help you are stacked and the lights has known the potency of
shut off your brain, but this low. First-timers will have the combination of a
HUDSON, NEW YORK bar feeds it. 114 East Forty- to trust the rumors—that hushed room, whiskey, and
THE SPOTTY DOG ninth Street —J. G. if they let themselves in the a killer sound system for
“I loafe and invite my soul,” unlocked door and tiptoe years now. We’re thrilled
Walt Whitman once wrote. JACKSON, MISSISSIPPI back, past the booths, and the concept has finally
“I lean and loafe at my ease THE APOTHECARY AT push aside a heavy curtain, arrived stateside.
observing a spear of sum- BRENT’S DRUGS they’ll find a speakeasy 710 East Fourth Place —K. S.
mer grass.” You could The 1946 soda fountain in full swing. 655 Duling THE PRINCE
Brent’s Drugs radiates a
Avenue —Beth Ann Fennelly
describe the hazy, lazy vibe
THE BEST BARS IN AMERICA, 2020 loafing with Whitman him- BEST BAR COCKTAILS PRESIDENTE “I lean and loafe at my ease observing a spear of summer grass,” Walt Whitman once wrote. You could describe the hazy vibe at the Spotty Dog the same way. inely cool secret, even
In a town that has no short-
at the Spotty Dog the same
age of hidden time warps,
way, only the customers are
likely to be leaning and
the Prince feels like a genu-
though it’s been around
self: The wooden bar runs
By Julio Cabrera of Cafe La Trova, Miami
right alongside the shelves
since 1927 and has operated
1½ oz blended aged rum
of a bookstore. If you
in its current iteration since
¾ oz blanc vermouth
1991: a late-night Koreatown
enjoy nursing a beer with
½ oz dry curaçao
haunt where you can get
no other company than
1 barspoon grenadine
a novel, this is your place.
killer Korean fried chicken
orange peel
and deftly made cocktails.
440 Warren Street —J. G.
Combine all ingredients in a mixing glass over ice
round, red banquettes, or
INDIANAPOLIS
and stir until chilled. Strain into a chilled coupe.
sip an ice-cold Hite at the
BAR ONE FOURTEEN
Express the orange peel and discard. Add garnish.
horseshoe bar, you will
Martha Hoover is a force AT HOME GARNISH: morello cherry As you sit in one of the
of nature in the Midwestern wonder: Where have you
been all of my life? 3198
West Seventh Street —K. S.
Bottlehouse in Seattle feels like home, only better.
MADISON, TENNESSEE
DEE’S COUNTRY
COCKTAIL LOUNGE
As I left Dee’s Country
Cocktail Lounge, which
just happens to be located
behind a purple adult
emporium, a man said to
me, “Don’t you love this CHRISTOPHER GRIFFITH (BOTTLE CAPS). COURTESY BRANDS (DRINK, BOTTLEHOUSE).
place? They welcome
drunks and hipsters.” Not
that the two are mutually
exclusive, but proprietor
Amy Dee Richardson’s
honky-tonk is that special
kind of bar where you can
get a Frito Pie and a High
Life at noon, but also a
damn good old-fashioned
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