You may need to hire a private detective to find the enigmatic and hidden Boogaloo Bar. The '60s-retro sci-fi-looking lounge seems more in step with the chic L.A. scene or a velvet-rope Manhattan clique than the dark and dirty (trash and stink permeate the area) underbelly of the J/M/Z tracks in Williamsburg. Inviting, yet too clinical to be comfortable, the all-white rooms are framed with rounded hobbit-hole archways and bar counters and tables accented by mysterious spot lighting; Alex and... More >>>