On Monday night, a couple friends and I stopped by The Breslin for an after-work cocktail. We moseyed on up to the bar on the mezzanine level where we drank gin and lavender cocktails, ate “thrice fried chips" and people-watched below. Awesome. But as delicious as the food and drinks (and hipsters) are, the design of the space is even better. The lacquered olive green walls, plaid accents, and animal tchotchkes are incredibly charming and make you feel as if you’ve been transported out of Midtown and into a great, old pub in England. This is absolutely one of my favorite spots in the city.