Smack in the middle of New York’s bustling Financial District, the Dead Rabbit has more awards than James Joyce, and is filled with nearly as much booze. It’s an ideal Irish pub and peerless cocktail spot all in one fastidiously appointed space. Grab a pint of Guinness downstairs before ascending to the cocktail sanctum on the second floor, where Irish coffees flow like liquid velvet and a 24-page cocktail menu is part cocktail guide, part ultraviolent graphic novel. As the name implies, there’s a strong Tamany-era Gangs of New York vibe here. Only here, the drinks are great and the bartenders’ Irish accents don’t disappear mid-sentence. That whole “best bar in the world” thing might actually be spot on.
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