Summer works a strange magic on New Yorkers. Warm temperatures convince us that a flimsy flip-flop is enough of a barrier between our feet and a grimy sidewalk, that our sweat stains really aren't that noticeable, and that having a snow cone for breakfast is perfectly acceptable. Under the spell of June, July, and August, La Quinta Inns become treasured spots for their rooftop decks, bars are compelled to feed patrons free barbecue, empty pools become prime real estate for concert venues, and beaches—fake or real, clean or unclean—are hallowed ground. Here is a roundup of bars, parties, music venues, and beaches that are destinations in and of themselves. Pick the scene that suits... More >>>