Attaboy

Behind an unmarked door on Eldridge Street, in the room that was once Milk & Honey, Attaboy is run by veterans of that bar and keeps its spirit. The space is closet-sized, and you knock to come in.

There is no menu. Tell the bartender what you like — a spirit, a mood, sweet or bitter — and they build a drink around it, usually a sharp riff on a classic. Most people end up standing, and most people don't mind.