Kitsch lives at The Bad Old Days (Photo: Nicole Disser)
It couldn’t have been a more perfect night for stopping into The Bad Old Days, or maybe there’s no better bar for a rainy night. Either way, immediately after walking into this brand new bar in Ridgewood I felt like I was in some kind of geothermal beer womb. Warmth radiates up from the wooden floorboards and out of the living room lamps, and half-curtains hug the tall windows, shielding boozers from the depressing weather outside. If you need a new winter bar, here’s a stellar contender.
Ah, the Negroni — one part gin, one part Campari, one part vermouth, but all parts refreshing, bitter sophistication. The Italian-born drink was immaculately conceived in 1919 by a bartender who, looking to make a drink called the Americano boozier, swapped soda water out for gin. It’s great either on the rocks or up — we’ve even seen a dangerously boozy frozen version that’s perfect for summer (but not for dignified nights) at the Narrows. More →