In all fairness I really should'nt be writing this blog. Why you ask...because I like writing about places you can go to that you may not have heard about or wonder about if the hype is true. Thing here is...you most likely will never get in to this happy hour. It's beyond trying to find some place without a sign, or getting past the bouncer, or being on a guest list. It takes place in a building somewhere in a very business centric area of Manhattan. Only one drink is served...the Freemantel (usually on the rocks...but when it really heats up frozen. It's green. The recipe is a secret... more like what you would put together drunk in college then a high end cocktail out of Death & Co, Pegu, the mind of Dale Degroff etc... The atmosphere is a dash of Mad Men, Heavy Metal, & Lounge Lizard. While this combo may sound bizarre...trust me it works. Most importantly so does the mix of characters. There is no arguing, no fighting, no preening or prancing around...just good times shared by a select few. While there is a core group that host the event...every week...different select guests are invited & they may bring a guest or 3. Of course the rule of this Happy Hour is...there is no Happy Hour Here...Plus even if you somehow found out about it...let's just say that there are pre-& post security measures in place to ensure you don't get in...or if you somehow do...out.
So while you trudge around trying to find a good happy hour going on up on a rooftop, or the newest hippest restaurant or hotel, etc...at least find some solace knowing that somewhere some lucky few...some band of brothers & sisters are drinking some crazy green concoction under the watchful yet benelovent eyes of the BobZilla...I did mention part Lounge Lizard earlier...did you think I meant some trendoid in Prada?
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