Beverlys
21 Essex Street (btw Division & Rutgers)
New York, NY 10002
no phono
Bathroom situation - 2 single-person honey bucks in the back on the right. There�s one in the way-back that has a quasi-hidden sliding door. Charming pink decor in both, which we can only assume is an homage to Pink Panther-era King Killa. Suck it or not!
Crowded on weekends? - this spot is still deliciously new and, though it�s firmly ensconced in the LES, is still on some �you gotta know someone in the know to even know about this shit� shit. This�ll likely change come this summer, but fuck, it�ll be Summer in NYC - the time of year when frowns and grumpys run off to some corner of Queens to hibernate. Exposed dentals is a must.
Seating - a big ol� booth in the front, 10ish stools along the bar and a Spades setup in the back.
Neighborhood - the only part of the LES left to develop, really. May have to walk uptown a bit to catch a late-night cab...unless you�re, you know...entitled. Or, even better, entittied. And white.
Pretentious/assholes - we�ve had a few bolos roll up on us and start it up with us with that �Dude, i�m just trying to talk to you...� shit. Drunken bolo�s of NYC, here�s a thing: no one actually has to listen to you. You can�t get incensed when someone says to you, �Ok, we�re done here.� and turns back to the conversation they were having before you tsunami�d your way over here like it was all good. Go die somewhere.
Cost of Stella - not yet, but that�s not a �forever no� like the possibility of an Arrested Development feature film is (trust us, it�s really not a good idea anyway).
What time people start showing up - Cheers was always like the perfect amount of full at all times, right? Not sayin�. Just sayin�.
Bartender efficiency - fully decent. Because of the narrow nature of Beverly�s floorplan, there�s not much room around the bar, which cleverly, naturally reduces any crowding, eye-rolling, bumping or �Hey, why�d that singer-from-Korn-lookin� suckfuck get his drink before me?� type of bullshit.
Official Website - here. A lot of it is still �coming soon� (GROAN!!!), but we still see what they did there...
Food? How late - they have art exhibits and shit here from time to time, which is something to �oh, nice� about.
TVs? Whats on - this season of Mad Men�s focus on infidelity is a welcome change of pace and all, but can they at least for a second acknowledge that the triflin�-ass dirtbags of the 60�s knew of and engaged in positions other than missionary? Would it kill them to have a salad tossed or a tower Eiffeled?
Guy:girl ratio - real talk: how do the hot-ass tall chicks of NYC hear about all these swaggy new joints as soon as they open? Marketing is the easy answer, but there�s gotta be something more, right?
Toys - the ATM outside, which you�ll be headed to if you didn�t adequately prepare for the bartender�s 1-sentence speech that goes �Oh, sorry, we don�t take credit cards.� And that�s how you feed your joke a sentence, bitch! No charge.
Age of clientele - turning 30 is nothing. It�s 31 that�ll make you feel like you chose the wrong cup from the ending of Indiana Jones and the Last Crusade.
Space for dancing? - there is a little spot just past the end of the bar where you can go to show the chicks that you know more couplets from 2 Chainz� �Birthday Song� than just �All I want for my birthday is a big-bootie ho.� Sing/Rap along! Awwwwww...
Music medium, style & volume - all types of ill shit.
Specials or most popular drink - not sure - hopefully the �Coming Soon� part of the Menu section on their site will tranform into �Free booze for trill-ass muthafuckas� at some point...keep checking back. 