Maybe you’ve heard this joke before:
A guy walks into a bar in Times Square.
End joke.
But maybe, just maybe, you could use a good watering hole in the danger zone.
And maybe, just maybe, we’ve stumbled upon one...
Welcome to the Paramount Bar & Grill, an understated oasis of throwback cocktails and intermingled starlets that’s hidden amidst the jumbotron glow of the Great White Way, opening Tuesday.
Cast a gaze upon the M&M’s Worlds, Madame Tussauds and supersized Olive Gardens of Times Square. Now squint really hard. That tiny, scarlet-hued speck you see on 46th Street: your destination.
Your motivations for libating here include more than just faulty navigation, though. You see, this velvet and vintage-looking establishment is located right above the storied ruins of the Diamond Horseshoe Ballroom. Former stomping ground for screen sirens, war room for steel tycoons and spiritual inspiration for your Billy Rose’s Fizz (gin, syrup, lemon, egg white, club soda).
So you’ll toast Gotham’s nightlife luminaries of yore with drinks not shaken since the days of silent film. And while you expertly lean on the mirror-paneled bar or dramatically bask in the glow of crystal chandeliers, you’ll be treated to a curated series of all-female DJs.
Or as you call them, the big band of the 21st century.
A guy walks into a bar in Times Square.
End joke.
But maybe, just maybe, you could use a good watering hole in the danger zone.
And maybe, just maybe, we’ve stumbled upon one...
Welcome to the Paramount Bar & Grill, an understated oasis of throwback cocktails and intermingled starlets that’s hidden amidst the jumbotron glow of the Great White Way, opening Tuesday.
Cast a gaze upon the M&M’s Worlds, Madame Tussauds and supersized Olive Gardens of Times Square. Now squint really hard. That tiny, scarlet-hued speck you see on 46th Street: your destination.
Your motivations for libating here include more than just faulty navigation, though. You see, this velvet and vintage-looking establishment is located right above the storied ruins of the Diamond Horseshoe Ballroom. Former stomping ground for screen sirens, war room for steel tycoons and spiritual inspiration for your Billy Rose’s Fizz (gin, syrup, lemon, egg white, club soda).
So you’ll toast Gotham’s nightlife luminaries of yore with drinks not shaken since the days of silent film. And while you expertly lean on the mirror-paneled bar or dramatically bask in the glow of crystal chandeliers, you’ll be treated to a curated series of all-female DJs.
Or as you call them, the big band of the 21st century.
