The Bar at Baccarat Hotel — Restaurant in New York

Forget your dimly lit speakeasies and your trendy rooftop havens, The Bar at Baccarat Hotel is a different breed of beast. It's a temple of opulence, a playground for the senses, and a testament to the finer things in life. From the moment you step through the Baccarat-adorned doors, you're transported to a world of glittering chandeliers, black and white marble floors, and velvet-accented seating that begs you to sink in and stay a while.

We walked into The Bar after our off Broadway jaunt. Walking into The Bar feels like stepping into a luxurious Parisian salon, reimagined for the 21st century. Soaring barrel-vaulted ceilings adorned with intricate moldings and glittering chandeliers set the stage. Art, in all its forms, takes center stage: sculptures gleam amidst the plush seating, a massive tapestry hangs like a silent observer, and the iconic black and white harlequin floor adds a touch of playful drama. Every corner is a photo op, every detail a testament to the meticulous craftsmanship that went into creating this space.

But The Bar isn't just about aesthetics; it's a haven for the social butterfly. Different lounge areas cater to different moods: the intimate booths tucked away offer a haven for hushed conversations, while the central bar buzzes with energy as expertly dressed bartenders craft bespoke cocktails. People-watching here is an art form. You'll find fashionistas sporting the latest trends, art collectors discussing their latest acquisitions, and power players making deals between sips of vintage Champagne. We enjoyed purveying the crowd while we sipped on our choice of top shelf tequila. Neat.

And throughout it all, the service is nothing short of impeccable. The host greets you with a warm smile and a knowing glint in their eye, guiding you to the perfect spot to soak in the atmosphere. The waitstaff, as polished as the Baccarat crystals themselves, anticipate your every need and move with a quiet grace that befits the grandeur of the space.

The Bar at Baccarat Hotel is more than just a bar; it's an experience. It's a place where luxury meets artistry, where conversation flows as smoothly as your choice of beverage, and where every detail is orchestrated to perfection. It's a playground for the discerning crowd, a haven for the socialite, and a feast for the senses for you when you decide to step...

The Bar at The Baccarat, which touts exclusivity, luxury, and ambiance was one of my top priorities in NYC during my day trip this evening. However, due to a series of inadequacies, misunderstandings, and pompous attitudes, I found myself without a care in the world to ever wander my way back in.

The gimmick began upon reception, where we were greeted by a lovely, yet well rehearsed body guard who, in likeness to an Ozian worshiping the Wizard, wove a tall tale of “could they ever be let in?” This would be the trend throughout the experience. The sold facade that equated upscale luxury with holier than thou snoot. Now, the space was indeed lovely, and the food excellent. However, it was Chrysanthemum cocktail I ordered that left me perplexed.

There’s a saying that exists, something about if it looks like a duck, and quacks like a duck, then it is likely a duck? Well the same could be said about the Chrysanthemum cocktail and a Manhattan without the cocktail cherry. At least for whatever I was served that is. I asked the server if perhaps there was a mistake, an understandable one at that considering the capacity of the bar, however they relented it was the right drink. I will take their word for it. I also have to commend the creator of the drink menu for making the discovery that mixing Casa Del Sol Reposado, Roulot Apricot, Chrysanthemum Liqueur, Cocchi Americano, and Grapefruit Oils produces a flavor profile oddly reminiscent of whiskey, sweet vermouth, and bitters. Might I suggest foregoing the assembly of all those paltry potions in the former for the simplicity and straight forwardness of the latter?

Either way the drink sucked. As did the presentation, for at no moment did the drink emulate the elegance of the flower it was named after. Considering the price tag and aforementioned snoot, they should have put their money where their mouth was (or rather mine). Overall, if you want a shoddy act you’re better off going on the Disney Jungle Cruise. No amount of gorgeous crystal and lavish design will outweigh The Baccarat NYC’s overpriced fare and attitude problem. I left feeling disrespected, underwhelmed, and thirsting for nothing more than...

Racist/classist/ discriminatory staff!!!! My family and I had the most terrible experience here on Sunday March 3rd, 2024. We were celebrating my parents wedding anniversary and decided to end our evening with a drink at Baccarat bar as my mom really enjoyed the bar. We arrived at 10:30pm and were approached by 'Nikki' the hostess. She promptly said the bar is closed. We asked if they had last call already she said "yes, I'm going to turn on the lights now". We were leaving then my mom went to use the washroom before heading out. Nikki was staring at us waiting by the washroom and then spoke to a man who we learned was 'Tenzin' the manager. We don't know what was said but right after Tenzin instructed a security to stand at the bar entrance. Nikki walked back past us and my Dad asked her what time was last call as the bar closes at 11. She said last call was at 10:20. Then she said to my dad "This is a 5 star hotel, we do things differently here." and then she walked away! I'm not sure what that was supposed to mean but the insinuation is that people like us (brown/coloured/darker skin people) don't belong at places like this '5 star' establishments. This upset all of us greatly, never have we experienced such 5 star treatment and service. We were leaving but I went to the front desk to get the hostess name for this review, they were quite appalled and went to get the manager Tenzin. We spoke with him and he said he was aware that we came for a drink and said Nikki's comments & behaviour were unacceptable. He asked for my information as he would "speak to the higher ups". I left my name, phone number, and email. It has been almost 2 weeks since this incident so I decided to write this review. I guess 5 star establishments have really...