If Gordon Gecko from the movie Wall Street was a real guy—and we’re sure he’s a dime a dozen—he’d be hanging out at the Front Bar, and your poverty-stricken ass wouldn’t be allowed anywhere near the place. This oddly retro bar (tucked in a corner of the legendary Grill Room) feels ripped out of the “Greed is Good” ’80s handbook, right down to the black leather and slightly scary sharp brass-needle sculpture hanging from the ceiling. The bar is full of heiresses, VIPs, and captains of industry trying to woo their next trophy wife over a plate of wild boar. Front Bar’s staffed with attentive and talented bartenders, but they’re only going to indulge you until the next mogul or robber baron takes a stool. And with $15 cocktails, this swank place screams BYOB (as in bankroll).
