Strangelove Bar Nyc — Restaurant in New York

Strangelove is where Midtown goes to forget it’s Midtown. You duck off 53rd between Second and Third, slide past the neon, and the place hits you like a brick of noise and cheap salvation. Whole room is a shotgun. Narrow, red glow, walls cooked over with graffiti like a teenager’s notebook that learned to drink. You sit, you breathe marker fumes and rock sweat, and you remember why bars exist.

The deal is simple. Beer and a shot. Six bucks. Bud, Genesee, cream ale if you feel civilized, plus a well kick to follow. You are not here to swirl or sniff. You are here to get honest. Order the special, let the room tune your brain to punk standard, and watch your shoulders drop. 

It opens at two every day and runs late enough that you lose track of your better ideas. That is the point. Midtown tells you to be a person who hustles for a living. Strangelove tells you to be a person who sits still for once and lets the jukebox and the bartender do the talking. 

The front bar is short, seats are few, so you learn to lean like a pro. Past the first stretch there is a quiet kink to the right, a little rear alcove where the graffiti gets louder and the tables get low enough to make saints slouch. If you get parked back there, time melts. You will leave a better version of...

We went to a fancy meal and my wife surprised me with this treasure after. If you like dive bars, if you like glam rock, and if you like places with no marketing department, then THIS is your place. David and Gayla were the regulars we hung out with. If they aren't there, just sit on the far right, and look up. Their names are on the ceiling. They were awesome. I bartended for 14 years and tried to make everyone's day better through my actions. You MEET Pete for 10 seconds, and he doesn't have to talk. Your day is already better. He knew about the Britney Fox breakup and played the band, he knew about how Whitesnake dissed John Sykes, and now will go listen to Blue Murder albums. He played Warrant. He played Kix. And he played Extreme pre-Van Halen and then had a conversation about all Van Halen singers. And there are specials, some with Bud, and one shot and beer for us IPA drinkers. Magical experience. And pretty sure Ed Norton was there. Pic below. Good luck finding the entrance, but it is worth it once you do. Definitely recommend, and see you there (next time I...

Came in, and ordered two beers. It was a night out with some friends, and we were planning on staying there for a couple of hours. This Garth (Wayne's world) looking clown, starts ranting aggressively about how he can see we are not "american", since we're not tipping him after we ordered our first beers. But there's something really sad about his rant, you can see he's on the brink of some unbearable life experience. Jesus Christ. He also threw a "WE DON´T GET PAID IN HERE". We finished our beers and left that miserable spot. I can see how this bar is kind of niche, but that dude seemed insufferable, and possibly a bit (whole lot) mentally unstable. Although if the whole "I DONT GET PAID IN HERE" is true, then I can see why you keep him as...