The Bar Room At The Beekman Hotel - Review - Financial District - New York - The Infatuation
"FiDi gets quiet at night, once residents have retreated to their penthouses and commuters to their boroughs. Except for at The Beekman hotel. There, under a dramatic nine-story atrium, is a bar that looks like a library where no one reads the books, but the bookcases are perfectly illuminated. You can make a reservation for one of the plush armchairs and order from the attached Temple Court restaurant, but the thick marble bar is where the real action is. Patrons plot their next move over stiff martinis, couples share a single bar seat and sip on paper planes, and people in long fur coats drink two more espresso martinis than you might think possible. On a Friday night it gets so crowded that it’s essentially standing room only. But you can usually order your first drink, stare up into the nine-floor abyss for a bit, and then snag a coveted bar seat for drink number two. photo credit: The Beekman, a Thompson Hotel" - Willa Moore
