Ladies and gentlemen, no way is this a hotel. It’s a bar. An enchanting speakeasy oozing period charm in Williamsburg. Belly up to the bar at sundown or snag a little table and name your poison.
This is a scene. Maybe the scene. An opulent Spanish-style space with a bohemian air. Schnabels on the walls, celebs around the fireplace, outrageous cocktails. Come before 9pm to secure a table.
