The Vibe

Downtown artists next to construction workers next to Park Avenue socialites. Great cocktails next to cold beer. Raw seafood next to smoked meats and burgers. Worn wood, vintage glassware, candlelight, late-night records — a room built to feel lived in, not manufactured. A quick drink turns into dinner. Dinner turns into late-night snacks.

The front bar at FKA: Formerly Known As in the East Village, with the raw bar living right at the bar itself — placeholder for forthcoming interior photography

COLD MARTINIS.

OVERFLOWING RAW BAR.

LATE-NIGHT RECORDS.

The room at FKA: Formerly Known As filling up as the night unfolds — placeholder for forthcoming photography

The room evolves as the night unfolds. The lights dim lower, a new album plays, the tables fill, and strangers become regulars. A round of drinks becomes a full evening without anyone deciding it should. Before you realize it, hours have passed. Eclectic music, eccentric crowds, and the feeling that anything could happen before last call.

Worn wood, vintage glassware and candlelight at FKA: Formerly Known As — a room that feels lived in, not manufactured — placeholder for forthcoming photography

Hospitality here is the small stuff. A bartender who has your usual ready before you ask. Music that shifts with the energy of the room. Complimentary after-dinner candy from a vintage vending machine. We are not trying to serve you once. We are trying to make a regular out of every guest.