"This sexy late-night spot in one of Union Market’s grittier alleys sits up a long flight of stairs in a former warehouse. The moody dining room smells like a hundred spicey, woodsy, (and expensive) candles, and makes for a swanky and impressive third date. But we like keeping it a little more casual on the roof deck, with low textile-covered banquets with plenty of throw blankets and some heaters. Order an arak-based cocktail, and a few small plates like cheese falafel topped with trout roe and Levantine fries with a spicy aioli. Come here after a movie at the Angelika, when a conversation over drinks is the requisite nightcap." - madeline weinfield
