This Is Our #FirstStop for Every Trip to NYC


Original Illustration by Stephanie DeAngelis

I love to travel, and I loathe feeling like a tourist. This aversion to on-the-beaten-path exploration prompts me to ask a lot of questions at dinner parties. My favorite line of inquiry for well-traveled friends and random strangers alike re: globe-trotting has long been Where’s the first place you go when you get off the plane? I want to know what’s more urgent than checking my bags at the hotel. Where is the do-not-pass-go, do-not-collect-$200 spot one must directly venture to upon arrival? Everyone has a #firststop in a city that they frequent. Exploring the world through the hyper-local lens of vetted musts is, IMHO, the only way to travel. In our new series, I’ll be sharing those places with you. It’s going to be a melting pot of long-standing institutions and stumbled-upon dives. To kick things off, we’re taking a page from my personal black book. Every trip I take to New York City starts in an alley. In that alley is the best cocktail north of the Mason-Dixon line.