Are you an abstract thinker that often takes extreme measures to be in vogue? Are you in need of a comfort break from the ordinary? For the nights when choice is impossible! Named after all of us – Employees Only. Let the world keep spinning, jump off the carousel and go where the connoisseurs go. The masters of the master mixologists reside here nightly and would gladly mix your successes of your bad decisions into fairy tales. Let your ballooning confidence guide you through the most intriguing crowd in NYC. There are liquid chefs behind the bar with all the tools to make you change your mind about life. Become a savant of good taste.
Cocktails and food are in exquisite harmony. I always thought a cocktail must go above and beyond to deserve that label. When the mélange of timeless spirits dances on your palate for those five seconds and the world halts, smiles and then goes on, until the next sip. It’s the same with the food, the best steak tartar in town. Don’t forget the heart has more than one entrance. Loose yourself in the amber glitter because this is the only bar where time looses its linear flaw. Time stops as soon as you walk in the subtly tucked in entrance. When in doubt, look for the glowing neon ‘Psychic’ sign! The residence of investive forms of fine debauchery complimented by well-hilled tango partners, manners of a well lived life.
Looking for someone to send you love letters or an adventure with the captain’s daughter. This fine establishment provides entertainment for the poets and for the Hemingways. We are all employees of the tireless wheel of fortune. And we need a place to rest.
If the world is resting on top of a bar and it is Employees Only. What is Employees Only resting on? The answer is, it is bars all the way down. Don’t take my word for it. I know you won’t, instead buy a tie clip, suspenders and put your pointiest shoes on. Because it is not a night out, it is an adventure in wonderland, with fat rabbits and mad hatters. Strive for a cocktail outside time. Don’t be obvious! Order something frosty.
— Milen Vasilev
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