Description
At times, the need for a hidey-hole arisesawhen meeting a friend's ex for a not-so-innocent drink, or dating an uncouth geek with whom you'd rather not be seen. Avoiding the crowd is easy at Big Bar, a rare underpopulated East Village den. Four-dollar shots of JA$?germeister help to lubricate an evening in its suggestively black-PVC-clad booths, dim red lights cast a seductive glow, and the discreet bartender won't tell tales out of school (though she drew the line at a frisky couple's recent attempt to snog in the bathroom).
