Back in the USSR (but with artistic freedom and California wine)
The KGB Bar (on East 4th Street) is the sort of bohemian hangout you moved to New York for. Last week was my first time at this literary landmark-to-be, with its ironic Soviet-era decor. I loved it. KGB has a great slate of author readings (several per week) in a casual, friendly setting. And unlike most artsy/literary venues, the wine is actually quaffable. (There’s also a full bar for those who enjoy living in a city where a taxi is the designated driver.)
