Ice bar

Rather than the usual Friday beers, tonight I opted for a new experience: Drinking vodka at an ice bar.

I’ve heard of this sort of thing before and thought it sounded cool (yes, pun intended). So when Iย learned there was an ice cage at Mehanata, a Bulgarian bar in the Lower East Side, I decided to give it a go.

It’s a simple premise: You go into the small ice-lined room with a shot glass made of ice and help yourself to the different vodkas on the shelves. And drink.

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Of course, the place is freezing – so Ryan and I needed to be decked in Soviet military coats and hats to protect ourselves from the sub-zero temperatures.

Ice bar

Once inside the ice box, we had just two minutes to drink six shots of whatever we fancied. Of course this was not a wise idea and I only managed four shots of sticky fruit-flavored spirits, while Ryan maybe downed one more.

Here we go...

Here we go…

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A bit strong for us

A bit strong for us

But this was less about the drinking and more about the experience. It was so silly. And definitely a different thing to do on a Friday night if you’re in the neighborhood.

The whole place (which also has swings instead of bar stools) is a great place to, er, chill. And the staff were fun too – no frosty reception here! (Okay, I’ll stop.)