If Mom Only Knew She doesn't

Going by the moniker iMok, none other than the bev director behind Montauk's Surf Lodge is part of the team behind this welcomingly dive-y neighborhood cocktail lounge dedicated to mother-worrying debauchery, a dimly lit tunnel with an enormous, ever-evolving graffiti wall at one end, a puree-, syrup- & juice-laden bar at the other, and, lining the area in between, spray-can art, banquettes, and flickering candles bearing images of Jesus, so you should feel comfortable getting totally lit up.

Creative tipples are crafted primarily with housemade ingredients, and run from the Pied Pumpkin (vodka, pumpkin puree, cinnamon syrup), to the Rosemary Bliss (gin, rosemary syrup, egg whites), to the aged rum/raspberry syrup/chocolate bitters 112, which missed a huge opportunity to include some Peaches & Cream.

Rotating pours, meanwhile, are posted on a giant board near the entrance, with two reds and five whites backing up beers from Full Sail's Sessions to Sam Octoberfest, emphatically designated as staff member Pablo's fave, which, alcohol being a depressant, explains his blue period.

Winter-warming hot drinks are in the works (possibly involving bourbon and pineapple), and they'll be bringing in everyone from "the country's best mixologists" for weekly guest spots, to DJs for weekend revelry, because nothing's more comforting than some dude named Jesus dropping "Lit Up".