Eater: In the cocktail desert that is the Marina, this richly designed bar is your salvation. Zebra ottomans, and vintage curiosities make a handsome backdrop for tap beer and wine too.
Eater: The back bar is whiskey-centric here, but the bartenders are open-minded enough to mix up anything you want. The designer did a solid job, making the bar feel like the belly of a WWII war ship.
Eater: The Tradition is complete with its own proprietary bottled, aged spirits, and a lengthy drinks bible divided into various genres of drinking: tiki, Irish pub, speakeasy, dive bar, etc.
Eater: This address has housed a bar of some description since 1907, and it feels like it. Think classic cocktails, abundant antiques, some live jazz, and the dress code is, blessedly, Fedora optional.