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Ellemeno:
Drinking at Five Leaves
By Annie Fischer
Tuesday, September 23rd 2008
Anyone hoping that Heath Ledger was taking cues from Beatrice Inn (his famously favorite haunt) when outlining the plans for his now-open Greenpoint spot Five Leaves will likely be disappointed. I went twice last week, and it's definitely not a place to rage—the "We close at midnight" thing isn't a joke, unfortunately, which I found out upon walking in on Wednesday night at 11:45 and hearing the bartender announce last call. I went back the next day at a more respectable hour to find the place about half-full, with a few small groups still ordering grub and a rotating cast of cute loners taking their places next to me at the bar. My roommate was happy to find that the place stocks Coopers Pale, a beer she fell in love with while living in Australia, the land of Ledger. (Owners are first-time restaurateurs Jud Mongell and Kathy Mecham.)
The space is beautiful, predictably: Designer John McCormick is also credited with the interiors of lookers Tailor and Smith & Mills. (Everyone keeps throwing around the word "nautical," which I'm a little burned out on—for me, it evokes the laid-back, beachy feeling of being near water more than being, like, in it.) They've got all the contrasts just right: An enormously heavy bathroom door balances the pretty glass-and-wire fixtures, and steel toughens up the clean, blond wood. The angles alone are enough to occupy the eye, with exaggerated plank lines running alongside the arcs and parabolas of the bar, and the asymmetry of the physical space itself playing along. (It's located in a weird little triangular space at the tippy-top of McCarren Park.)
Supposedly named for the Swan cigarette papers that tell you when there are just five left in a package—although it's also posited that Nick Drake's album Five Leaves Left was a factor—the place is open for breakfast, lunch, and dinner. Morning people can swing by a window00 to the side of the bar for coffee and pastries, and happy-hour friends can tide over dinner with oysters. The staff is affable, the crowd is pretty but not intimidating (so far), and the location is perfect for pre-gaming. I can't rage there, but I like it anyway.
http://www.villagevoice.com/2008-09-23/music/dirty-blonde-drinking-at-five-leaves-and-drinking-in-the-melodic-wisdom-of-tim-fite/
Gabreya:
I enjoyed the article you posted, Elle. Heath's place sounds like a wonderful place to hang out over there. Oh and it's so unfortunate that he's not here to see it come together. But, hey, he's with us in spirit.
Thanks. ;)
Penthesilea:
Good morning Heathens :)
The Joker really grew on me.
optom3:
--- Quote from: Gabreya on September 26, 2008, 11:24:46 pm ---Yeah. :( And tell me if I'm crazy but I CAN'T STOP thinking about him. I mean, everyday, he just pops into my head. It's like I'll never get over the fact that he's not with us anymore. :(
--- End quote ---
You're not crazy well no more than me anyway.He pops into my head daily, in fact usually several times daily. I cannot/will not accept he is not still around. I guess my brain will process the fact when it is ready.
Penthesilea:
Good morning Heathens :)
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