My time at the Village Whiskey bar at Atlantic City's Revel was a most unexpected sort of enjoyable.
I was in town last week to taste bourbon and check out what I’d heard from a number of people was one of the more exciting up-and-coming food and drink scenes in the country. Not only were the rumors true, but—and here’s why you’re reading about it in PW—this bar and restaurant, St. Charles Exchange, has a deep, intimate Philly connection.
Business has been exceptionally strong, and even the much-reported-upon rules of conduct—the dress code, the no-phone-photo policy—haven’t been met with much resistance. As for the drinks themselves, Hop Sing’s are remarkably well-balanced and complex, and often succeed in unexpected, or at least too-rarely-seen, ways.
For the past several years, restaurants all over the city have been building exciting, occasionally challenging wine lists that make it affordable for guests to do a bit of grape-based exploration without breaking the bank.
Springtime produce is finally hitting farmstand shelves, which means that, after the long, dark days of roasted root vegetables and little else, the time has come to indulge in the classic vegetables of the season: artichokes, asparagus, cardoons, fava beans and more.
You know the moment at the end of a date, that nanosecond between the time you decide to go in for a kiss and the moment your lips actually touch for the first time? That’s kind of how I get right before opening the list at a wine bar I’ve never been to. But reading the glass list at Urban Enoteca was the equivalent of making out with a dead fish.
PW's drunks think Locust Bar is the best straight bar that's turning into a gay bar. They also think Abby's Desert Lounge is the best place to catch an awesome cover band. Cheers!
Finding a good bar is like finding a soul mate. The very air around you should sing softly of future memories forged on the strength of the bond created upon that first fateful meeting. When your foot crosses the threshold for the first time, the force of the atmosphere should drag you forward like a willing victim into Dracula’s castle. The personality of the bar should fold itself around you, whispering assurances that you have indeed entered a space that is alive: with excitement, with curiosity, with warmth.