Secrets, Secrets Are No Fun, Until You Share Them With Someone

[The bookcase leading to bar at The Back Room. Photo via NY Mag]

There was a time (a year ago) when secret or hidden bars/restaurants were all the rage. Places like PDT (Please Don't Tell) on St. Marks, in which guests have to go through hot dog joint Crif Dogs, pick up a pay phone and push a button in order to get buzzed through the secret door; and The Back Room at 102 Norfolk whose marker was a LES toy shop two doors down. La Esquina and Milk & Honey have been "secrets" for years, Upstairs, Freeman's and subMercer have opened in the last year... but the "secret" has worn off.

In a city that never sleeps, there are secrets lurking around every corner, and in almost every night spot. (Think the little porn room at PopBurger or the secret keys given to VIPs of Apotheke).

We want to know something you've been DYING to share. Which club can you order delivery from at 2:30 a.m., where are the coolest servers located, and who will be willing to look the other way when you want to pull out a Parliament? Email me your secrets: Stanley [@] guestofaguest [dot] com. Anonymity guaranteed!

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