The Beast Next Door — Restaurant in New York

This was my first time at this location. I bought a groupon for $30.00 and was told to bring my swim suit and a towel. We got there around 11:00 am. We checked in and was given a little wrist band with my locker number on it. We procede to our lockers where we had to put a shoes in these little cube lockers. Apparently it you use your key wrong your locker doesn't lock properly. I had to ask for help. So i got my uniform and my little towel, so happy i brought my own towel with me. It wasn't crowded at this point, we spent almost 2 hours downstairs in the hot tubs with varying degrees. At 1:00 we headed upstairs to the second floor with the salad bar and saunas. Here was a little busier, both men and females are together as well as for children. Children were in the most part quiet for me but my friend who was with me said they were loud. I guess i didn't notice it because i'm always around kids and too me they were quiet. then we headed for the pool, i had put on my swimming suit prior to coming upstairs so while the rest of them went to appointments with massages, i went upstairs to the pool. Pool wasn't as crowded as i thought it was going to be. Now mind you my version of crowded is different then my friends. Crowded to me is when you can't get into the pool or when your in the pool and can't really move around. So for me it was great. The only thing that was negative was the chairs. there wasn't any to sit in. Almost all chairs had items on them. no people. So i stayed upstairs till about 3:00. The pool was getting busier, and my friend was complaining about the noise and all the children.Lifeguard was blowing his whistle alot. I think when it's crowded like that they'll should be two at this section so he doesn't have to keep blowing it, But i didn't think that a lifeguard should be on his phone texting when he's supposed to be watching people, maybe if he wasn't on his phone the other guard wouldn't have to blow so often. So we went to get out of our swimsuits, i didn't know there was a changing area near the bar/inside pool until my friend took me there. Here it is look for an empty cube and put your towel there. Idk so i had carried my stuff with me. Here we changed out of our suits into our uniforms. My pink shirt and blue shorts. My friend was telling me about how she checked in on facebook and got a free mask. so i had told her i checked in before i left my house this mourning does that count. she said she doesn't know so i sign into my account again and checked in and got my free mask. There was a long line of people coming in at this time and what i like about it was that they have people on the otherside where you can check out and answer/ask questions . we headed for the food salad bar. $20.52 dollars later plus the $2.75 for a bottle of coke. I was telling my group of people i was with how could you tell how much our food was if we can't read the card reader, it was written in chinese or japanese. I couldn't read it. but when i looked at it i thought i saw it say 12.00 so i wasn't really concerned about it. Everything was find but the grapes weren't ripe enough for me to eat. Yes my stomach did get upset after eating, which when i eat too much it does happened. It's not because of their food. so after eating i went to lay down for a while, At about 4:30 i headed back downstairs, undressed and got back into the hot tubs. At this time there was a life guard on duty in the locker room.When we were here earlier there wasn't one.I guess when there is alot of people they have to have someone on duty there. overall i liked this place alot and for being a holiday weekend it wasn't bad. I look forward to coming back. Fyi: there was one thing i was concerned about was in the hot tubs near the lockers, if that was a camera in the ceiling between the wet and dry suanas. I was saying to my freind that i thought they werent allowed to have cameras here because of the nakedness and...

Tucked away with the air of a hidden neighborhood gem, The Beast Next Door offers a moody, rustic ambiance that instantly invites you to linger. From the exposed brick to the warm lighting, it strikes that sweet spot between Brooklyn cool and classic wine bar intimacy.

I started with the Grey Garden, a gin-based cocktail with elderflower and lemon—a smart, floral-forward choice for any gin enthusiast. Balanced and refreshing, it was a well-crafted drink that didn’t lean too sweet, letting the botanicals shine. My date opted for a local beer, which was perfectly decent, and followed it with a Malbec red wine—perhaps not a standout on its own, but notably improved when paired with the manchego from our charcuterie board.

Speaking of which, the board was generous and thoughtfully arranged. We enjoyed bresaola and soppressata alongside briny olives, sweet fig jam, grapes, and crisp croutons. A classic spread, elevated by the simple but satisfying combination of flavors and textures.

The service deserves mention—the waiter was well-versed in the drink menu and offered recommendations without pretension, which added to the overall experience.

With its cozy atmosphere, live music events, and promising drink list, The Beast Next Door is the kind of spot that invites repeat visits. I’m looking forward to returning for happy hour—and finally trying...

DO NOT GO HERE. This was the most blatantly discriminatory experience I’ve ever had at a bar. I live just a block away and would have been a regular here, but after this experience, I will never go back.

I went with a friend and asked to be seated. The host asked if we had a reservation; when I said no, he told us we’d have to wait 40 minutes—even though more than 80% of the tables were empty.

I was confused and asked if we could sit at one of the many open tables while waiting and move if someone with a reservation arrived. He refused and said we had to wait standing.

Out of curiosity, I checked Resy and saw multiple openings. I immediately booked a table for two and told him, thinking that would solve the issue. He still said no and insisted we wait, even though the bar was nearly empty.

Then I watched as two white guests walked in without a reservation and were seated right away. When I asked if I was being discriminated against because I’m Asian, he denied it but still wouldn’t seat us.

It was blatant, humiliating, and completely unacceptable—especially in LIC, a neighborhood with such a large Asian community. I’ve never experienced this kind of treatment...