Apothéke

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This unmarked boîte is the sort of contrived hideout that might be cooked up by an overgrown kid with a chemistry set. The bar is littered with old vials, the cocktails are referred to as “prescriptions,” and the bartenders-cum-mad-scientists are in rare form—note the cinnamon-flambéed Himalayan salt that rims a margarita. But all of this hocus-pocus doesn’t translate to better drinks: An off-putting, gin-fueled Seven Herbs tasted exactly like alcoholic gazpacho. Apothéke’s $35 pyromaniacal absinthe—set aflame and passed between cups à la a blue blazer—yields a syrupy-sweet elixir. Some may revel in such silly tricks, but we’d rather take the cash and buy three less ludicrous drinks elsewhere.

9 Doyers St
New York, NY 10013
  (212) 406-0400
  Hours: Mon–Sat 6pm–2am



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