Unless that bar was actually two.
That’s right, Trademark and Copyright are a sports bar and a cocktail bar, respectively, connected by a small room wallpapered with baseball cards and blessed by a neon sign saying, “Wake up. Kick ass. Repeat.” They’re soft-open now, they look like this, and we’re here to help you navigate through them depending on your night...
You’re on a date with an intellectual who loves things like pictures of famous authors and check presenters that are actually books:
You’re on a date with someone who wants seven different TVs showing sports at all times:
You and your colleague are discussing a project over an expertly crafted drink like The Last Tycoon with Rhum JM Agricole, pineapple, long pepper, bitter bianco, coconut and Gose:
You and your colleague have had a few of those expertly crafted drinks and are now ready to dominate all comers in Skee-Ball and Pop-A-Shot:
All that Pop-A-Shot really worked up a thirst for some frozen mezcal Mexican chocolates:
You want to drink outside on a patio:
You had your time, bars-without-other-bars-attached-to-them.