NY's gleaming canyons of steel and glass are a testament to man's ability to make nature his bitch. Throwing nature a bone: Highbar, opening Tuesday.From the majordomos behind Aspen and D'Or, Highbar's a well-foliaged (plants, and plant-colored chairs), bi-level penthouse aerie perched 15 stories above Hell's Kitchen, like parsley on a steak. Enter through a winding concrete tunnel to a dedicated elevator, then step out onto a blonde-wooded patio w/ full bar and grill (hamburgers, hot dogs, etc), a heated, fully-enclosable lounge, plus daybeds and one 10-person Croatian lounge chair called "The UFO" -- which will inevitably be nicknamed the Unidentified F*cking Object.
Downstairs, there's another full bar: a mirrored-up, black-beaded joint w/ a DJ booth and white curvilinear walls deco'd in cut-out outlines of roots, negative space implying dangling vascular organs [Each of us has a dick joke in us. The time is now to reach deep inside and find yours.].