Your 24-hour itinerary: The Partier

Barkeeps at this Chinatown spot start serving at 8am daily (except Sundays, only because it’s New York law); imbibe there at opening 30 days in a row and they’ll induct you into said society, heralding from the sadly lost 1700s tradition of a goblet of wine or beer with breakfast. 

Coors served out of 32-ounce Styrofoam mugs is the specialty at Jeremy’s Ale House, a Financial District bar for those looking to drink before noon. The hallmark decoration of the dive is the bras hanging from the ceiling, which probably says everything you need to know.

The LES Mexican restaurant doesn’t limit boozy brunch to weekends. For $22, score any brunch dish with two hours of unlimited sangria, Bloody Marys or mimosas ($1 surcharge).

The Frying Pan—a once-shipwrecked boat salvaged after three years at the bottom of the Chesapeake Bay and turned into a floating booze mecca near Chelsea Pier—is a rowdy rite of passage for newly minted college grads. Get ready for some serious day drinking.

Stop by this Park Slope spot on a nice day to sip beer, bourbon or basic cocktails in a massive outdoor garden where you can’t help but be in petting distance of a dog—neighborhood pet owners flock to the pup-friendly space.

In case you can’t infer from the name, Barcade is a bar and an arcade, which is as great as it sounds. Visit any of three locations in Manhattan and Brooklyn and see how craft beer affects your score on more than 50 games from your childhood, from Tetris to NBA Jam.

The esteemed dance school offers an impressive list of public classes every night, from belly dancing to hip hop to Latin jazz fusion. Most last 90 minutes—a solid deal for $17.50, and what better way to learn the moves you need for late-night clubbing?

This rowdy West Village bar hosts nightly events ranging from hula hoop contests to raucous games of bingo. Some are listed on the bar’s event calendar, others spontaneous—but no matter what, you can’t help but have a good time.

One of the mainstays that earns us the “city that never sleeps” badge, this Ibiza spin-off stays rocking until 6am on Saturday mornings and 10am(!) on Sundays. Expect loud, beat-heavy DJs and an electric, if sweaty, dance floor.

Trade the booze for juice and the club attire for yoga pants at monthly breakfast rave Morning Gloryville, where fellow early birds arrive in droves (some donning sparkly Spandex) to a Williamsburg warehouse to dance their sober hearts out. Refuel at the smoothie bar—which also has coffee, don’t worry—or do yoga on the roof between live DJ sets.