Little Japantown, part 1
Moby, can you hear me?
Nublu is located at 62 Avenue C. Yes, it's a late-night hipster spot. But in an awesome, not annoying way. Moby is the owner after all and he's pretty zen. It is sweaty though. And a little smelly. There's no A/C. There's also no stage for the bands. But there is something very raw about the environment that makes people want to makeout. A lot. Because they do. I've seen it.
There's no real sign outside of Nublu, so just look for this awning thing with the doorman inside. Oh, and I should mention there's always been a $10 cover when I've gone.
[side note] Am I the only one still not over the whole live band/DJ combo thing? Not that it's any kind of new music revelation. But it's still so cool to me everytime I experience it in a small venue like this. This girl pictured here seemed pretty into it too.
So if you like bumping to the beat, or making out in dark, sweaty places, you should check this place out. Maybe Moby will show up and DJ. He's done it before.
Hip to the hop

Located at 197 E. 3rd St., No Malice Palace is a great place to get your hippity hop on in a non-clubby, non-pretentious environment. The only real sign, seen below, is on the inside of the bar.
Their DJ is great. I can't remember the last time I got to sing along to "Got your money" by ODB (that's Ol' Dirty Bastard for those less in the know). Actually, didn't he change his name to Big Baby Jesus? I digress.
Some negatives about this bar include: there's no beer on tap. I've been there when there's a line and when it's been too crowded. And in terms of the crowd, it's pretty mixed, but leans to the younger side, so it might not be as enjoyable for ladies 30+. I would say the same thing for guys, except that guys seem to like younger girls for some weird reason.
To find No Malice, look for the green light. It does look pretty sketchy outside of the bar with that black curtain over the window. But inside it's fairly normal. Just a long space with a bar up front and then couches as you head towards the back where the dancing happens. There's also an outdoor space, but it closes at 11 on the weekends.Next time I get the urge to start a hip hop dance crew (which is pretty much everytime I catch an episode of Randy Jackson Presents America's Best Dance Crew) I am heading to this spot to bust a move.
Tastes like death, in a good way

(That's the door in the middle. Do not be deceived, the metal sections on the left and right are not doors. And those white spots are rain drops in case you were wondering.)
Who knew that their food was equally as amazing. I don't recall being so blown-away by their cuisine in the past. But jeez, this proscuitto flatbread I had with some kind of cheese and grapes and truffle oil was TO DIE FOR!
Literally, one of the most tasty things I've ever eaten ever. EVER. Bravo to the chef Luis Gonzalez. I just checked their website and their old boring menu is still up there with a different chef who will remain unnamed.
This place is pretty upscale. But since it's in the EV, the crowd is quite mixed. It turns out dudes in suits and hipsters can get along, if there are quality cocktails involved.
I think my flatbread cost $12, but it was practically the size of a pizza and very filling so I think it worked out just fine. I also had the Golden Gate brandy/grapefruit juice (and about a half a dozen other ingredients) cocktail. Also around $12 or $13. Also quite good.
So, why not take your date to Death? It's never tasted so delicious.
Cha cha to the rum bar

From the outside of 443 E. 6th St (between 1st and Avenue A), Cienfuegos sort of looks like a diner, except that there an inordinate number of people hanging around outside, but not many people sitting at the bar.
I didn't know at the time, but the place just opened in April. I would recommend it for anyone who wants to get punch-drunk or for a group of friends who have something special to celebrate.

