Following breakfast with booze is a terrific way to start the day -- impending-Monday worries melt away, people become more fun to hang out with, and luckily that Alaska-bound oil tanker you're commanding dang near steers itself. For a boozy breakfast follow-up that doesn't endanger a single polar bear, hit up Stateside.
The alcohol-oriented project from the breakfast-mad folks behind Green Eggs, Stateside's offering brown liquors and ex-Barbuzzo-chef-crafted small bites in a space rife with contempo touches like brushed stainless stools and angular wooden tables, which're contrasted by adjustable metal liquor shelving and exposed wiring conduits that give it a real hardware-store edge, aka the guy trying to sell you U2x4s. Get right into cocktails like the molasses rum/egg white/orange bitters Gasparilla and the absinthe/Death's Door vodka Early Riser, a heady collection of small batch bourbons (Hudson Baby), ryes (Rittenhouse), and blends (Death's Door White), plus craft bottles like Duck-Rabbit Milk Stout and Anchor Christmas Ale, and drafts including Troegs Mad Elf and Coronado's Nutter Brown Ale, which beats Street-drinking any day. Because they have a strict policy against bringing in Gushers, snag small bites like said rabbit rillettes & plum preserves, steak tartare w/ a quail egg & truffled vinaigrette, housemade duck sausage w/ a sour cherry mustard, and a charred broccolini w/ house-cured bacon, although he made Kevin jump through a ton of hoops, and infuriated Omar Epps like 12 times, before giving him that Z-Pak.
They're still building it out, but for now their limited full-plate menu involves steamed littlenecks w/ homemade andouille and grilled coulotte steak w/ smoked bone marrow and extra-colorful Bright Lights chard, although they're not nearly as bright as the ones those EPA investigators keep pointing in your eyes.