Time Out says
Mon Apr 19 2010
Just click your heels together and say, “There’s no place like an East Village bar, there’s no place like an East Village bar.…” In a ’hood chock-full of them, this crimson-bathed beauty stands out. Sink into a low, velvety sofa or nab a spot outside, weather permitting. Patrons are low-key, and bar snacks are Mediterranean palate-pleasers (spinach-and-cheese pies, stuffed dates wrapped in bacon). You may never go back to Kansas.
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