“But what I was looking to do is something fun and underground.” Maggie is a bartender at Nothing Really Matters, a new bar in the 50th Street subway station. “Of course a storefront in the East Village or Soho is great for certain types of places,” he said. His top goal was to find somewhere unique. Gallo, who used to own the now-closed downtown bars Double Happiness and Palais Royale, didn’t have his heart set on the MTA for his new cocktail joint. “Once people experience this, that’s enough signage for us.” Tipple near the turnstiles “I love the idea of being found,” owner Adrien Gallo told The Post. Unlike blinding Times Square above, there’s no blazing marquee out front or a sign outside the station that says “This way to booze.” The chill vibe is by design. Nothing Really Matters started pouring drinks on New Year’s Eve, seemingly out of nowhere. Commuters, tourists and Broadway actors have been stopping by constantly over the past three weeks to snap pictures and ask questions. Thirsty straphangers lured in by its open door look like kids at FAO Schwarz when they enter stumbling - out of confusion, not inebriation. That’s right - a sparkling new bar has opened in a dingy Midtown subway station.Īt the 50th Street downtown 1 train stop, on Broadway beneath the Duane Reade, is Nothing Really Matters - one of only three subway watering holes in New York City’s 472-station transit system (not including Grand Central and Penn Station). Here’s something that will get you back to the office pronto: a cocktail with your commute. Nightclub bans staring without ‘verbal consent’ to preserve a ‘safe space’ Hipsters turn filthy NYC subway station into an ironic hotspot I narrowly escaped drinking a ‘spiked’ drink with a tablet fizzing in itīartender goes viral for holding onto a man’s wallet after his cards were declined
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