Alphabet City bars: a cocktail crawl of the hood's coolest bars

Stylish yet affordable, this nook draws in city swillers with 18 house drinks as elegant as the setting. Start your night with something crisp, perhaps the lightly effervescent S.M. Jenkins ($12), which melds gin, Pimm’s No. 1, cucumber, lime, velvet Falernum and ginger ale. If you’re in the mood for something a little bolder, ask for the Death of a Ladies’ Man ($12), a potent blend of rye, maple syrup, Laphroaig ten-year Scotch, lemon and tobacco bitters named for a Leonard Cohen album.

Greg Seider’s narrow cocktail den divvies up its menu into two parts: The classic section encompasses unimpeachable versions of traditional tipples, while the Alchemist portion features more daring creations. You can’t go wrong with an updated spicy margarita ($12), crafted with Corralejo blanco tequila, chipotle chili agave, fresh lime, hickory-smoked salt and orange bitters (in place of Cointreau); but we’d like to think this whole excursion is about expanding your horizons. In that case, request the Shu Jam Fizz (DH Krahn gin, apricot jam, fennel-infused agave, peach bitters, fresh lemon, soda; $10) or the Guv’nor (Yamazaki 12-year whiskey, toasted-cardamom-infused agave, Japanese yuzu, fresh orange juice; $12).

Owner and master barkeep Jason Mendenhall, who honed his chops at Madam Geneva, entices boozers by tweaking mostly familiar ingredients and combining them in creative quaffs. Our favorites include the herbaceous Evergreen (pine-smoked gin, lime, simple syrup, pear cider, sage; $12) and a dark and stormy riff dubbed the Bermuda Black (black and white rums, fresh lime juice, fresh ginger juice, Angostura bitters and milk stout; $12). At this point in the evening, it’s probably a good idea to pause for some edibles. Grilled slices of Pecoraro Bakery’s sausage-studded bread, paired with a bowl of fluffy fresh ricotta ($9), make for an addictive snack, while the tangy pernil romero sandwich ($10) sates your hunger if you’re craving a heartier dish.

This easygoing spot feels a bit like a boozy, adults-only soda fountain, especially when you cast an eye at the egg-creams section of the menu. Creamsicle fans might be tempted by the Crème de Julius (naranja de leche, Galliano, Cointreau Noir, house seltzer, orange-flower-water mist; $9), but we’re partial to the chocolaty NYC Cream (cacao milk, Santa Teresa 1796 rum, Fox’s U-bet chocolate syrup, house seltzer; $9). The “spirited phosphates” might sound futuristic, but they’re essentially fancy, liquor-spiked sodas; try the slightly savory Skenny Betch (Belvedere vodka steeped in parsley, Strega liqueur, honey syrup, lime, phosphate; little $7, big $11).