Tuesday, October 19th, 2010—Bar 282
Day 282—Monday, October 18th, 2010
Cibar
Tonight’s bar is all about the following three things: Location, location, location. I have to come in to work extra early tomorrow, so I have to get up even earlier to post this before I go to work, so I need to go to a bar near by where I live, do my 365 thing and then try and get some sleep. I found a place called Cibar nearby where I live. It’s a martini bar and it appears to be a little fancy-schmancy, so hopefully they’ll get into the spirit (and spirits) of the bar crawl. We’ll see soon. It’s on my way home, so we’ll hoof it over there, feets don’t fail me now.
Here we are, there's no sign outside but...
The menu outside gives them away. Let's go inside.
Nice and dark inside, let's grab a seat.
I got a seat and James the friendly bartender quickly shakes up a chocolate martini for me. (That's right, Jaws, it's an Oompa Loompa night.)
James pours...
And I drink. It was delicious. James is a master martini maker. And he's also a DJ and goes by the name, Agent Trevor, check out his site here: Agent Trevor.
Bill and Nina were seated next to me and enjoying martinis. Cheers!
A shot from one end of the bar...
And a shot from the other end.
Jon and Debbi were seated on the other side of me. They were on their third date and I told them a couple of my dating horror stories from the past.
There's two fireplaces in the lounge area. Here's the one in the back...
And here's the one in the front.
Back at the bar James mixes me up a Rosemary Pear Margarita Martini.
It was so delicious I had two of them.
There's tables up in the front of the lounge area to relax and drink at.
And here's one of the manager's of the bar, the lovely Jennifer with Ahmed.
Lookin' good, Elvis. "Thank ya, thank ya very much!"
There's an outside patio where you can drink and if you smoke, you can light up out here.
Uh, oh, looks like someone had one too many martinis. I need to stick to beer! Here come the Oompa Loompa men! Goodnight, everybody!
Review
Okay, it’s fucking early in the morning and I feel like shit scraped off a shingle. I’m running late for work, so once again I’m cutting and pasting a review of Cibar from New York magazine. I do have to say that this place is a great martini bar. A lot of martini bars are snooty and this place was really friendly. It's a martini bar with a dive bar attitude and you gotta love that. Okay, I'm off to work.
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Located in the basement of the exclusive, twelve-room Inn at Irving Place, Cibar is the Miss America of bars: beautiful in a polished yet thoroughly generic way. Amber lights and a working fireplace shed a warm glow on the elegantly curved bar, Victorian banquettes and marble tables. In warm weather, a bamboo-adorned backyard opens up, a good place for intimate tete-a-tetes. The drink list features more than 20 martinis and glasses of Scotch. The clientele (which is rarely a crowd) consists mostly of wealthy business people schmoozing after work and couples smiling awkwardly over appetizers. — Shana Liebman
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Happy Tuesday, everyone, cheers! The weekend is just four days away!
Cibar
56 Irving Pl. (Near 17th St.)
212-460-5656
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And speaking of feets, here’s my favorite Little Feet song: Willin.’
32 Comments
Reader Comments (32)
Thanks, Tim. More to come. Keep watching the busybodybox. We're not as nice as Marty, tho, and would hyperventilate and get into a lather about anything labeled "Martini" that is not gin and vermouth.
Wanna know where to get the WORST cocktail in NYC? Club Cache/Sophia's at the Hotel Edison. So close to the Rum House yet so far. NASTY old olives vying for the rancid award, and they do not know from vermouth. That's why choosy drinkers carry a flask of vermouth. But oh, how we love the music of Vince Giordano & the Nighthawks which is why we're there. Ah.
Nice dark place. I've never had a martini, but the chocolate one looks yummy! Love the two fireplace areas, minus the pink wall. The outdoor patio looks nice and comfy. Hope someone helped you home ;)
@"Boris:" Ha ha ha! Good one, Daddio!
@Grade "A" Karen: I like your attitude! And I'm looking forward to the next edition of Grade "A" Fancy!
@kari: I just live six blocks away, so it wasn't much of a journey!
DARKNESS
nice stop...but i'm sure it is way beyond my pay grade..."just live six blocks away" hell i'm one block away from the last place i got hammered and it took three fellas to "help" me home...KOC
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it wasn't martinis...i think it was newcastle and jamisons
@raginrr: It sounds like you had one hell of a night out! Glad you survived.
Hello, Jerry. And Fuck Hotel Edison!
FUCK HOTEL EDISON!
Hey guys! I just to figure something out! Cheeeeze Fucking Cheeeeze! damn stupid French!!
First, I saw that chocolate Martini and I thought... What's wrong with that! Americans are weirdos!
Then I read Al's comment saying he likes the regular martini, ice cold gin or vodka...
GIN or VODKA inside martini ???? I read 3 times to be sure and got confused.... so I went to wikipedia, and realized that what we call Martini in France is NOT what Americans call Martini !! Martini is a cocktail in US, while it is a kind of wine in France (wine, botanicals, sugar and alcohol.) Martini is actually a brand.
So, I just realize that I never drank a Martini cocktail in my life ! Here my alcoholic conciousness collapsed! Cheeeeeze I'm so surprise about what I figured out.... I never drank a Martini.... damn! Sarkozy's fault anyway! Fucker! HAHA