House Call
A Late-Night Public House in Midtown

Please raise your right hand and repeat after us:

“I, me, do solemnly swear—to fulfill my obligations as a citizen of this fine metropolis—by supporting local bars...

“That have no less than 100 beers on the menu.

“And at least one peanut butter and jelly martini.”

You may now lower your hand and begin fulfilling your civic duties at The Barrelhouse, your new corner haunt for cold craft beer, old-school cocktails and late-night bacon-bruschetta oysters from the guys behind the Graveyard Tavern, scheduled to throw open the doors next Wednesday in Midtown.

Above all else, this is a laid-back neighborhood public house—dark wood everywhere, dangling lights made from 1914 Ford parts (the automobiles-as-light-fixtures industry has come a long way) and black leather-backed booths lining the perimeter.

But you don’t care. You’re here for the Sazeracs. The Mango Jalapeño Martinis. Close encounters of the St. Bernardus kind. And you’ll find what you’re looking for at the wraparound wooden bar as you quaff Old Fashioneds and put away Wagyu beef burgers and hot dogs after a show at the Fox.

As one thing leads to another and the temperature drops, you’ll want to take matters outside to the front patio and watch the Midtown foot traffic over smoked pork shoulder and a frosty bottle of Chimay White.

The things you do for your city.