Vol de Nuit

Translated from French into English, "Night Flight" is a Belgian bar-lounge that provides a laid-back atmosphere, perfect for those nights when you have to get away from the 30 flatscreen TVs displaying college football in an Irish bar in Midtown Manhattan. (This is so obviously based on personal experiences.)

Walking down West 4th Street, one could easily miss the tunneled entrance way that leads to a courtyard lush with chairs, tables, and loveseats. But one would be delighted upon entering the front door, navigating through the dark bar and soft, glowing red lights. If you are familiar with Belgian beers, strut right up to the fairly friendly bartender and tell him what you'll have (just remember, if this confidence belongs to you, pronounce the beer correctly). If you are mystified and bewildered and do not know the difference between Chimay and Duvel, or have not a clue what frambois is, ask for a beer menu. Whatever you end up with in your hand, it will most likely be decadent and beautiful. And well worth the eight-or-so dollars it'll cost.

What is my favorite drink here? you ask. Leffe Brown. All it needs is a scoop of vanilla ice cream and it could be a dessert.

And do me a favor, please. If you're going to eat French fries at two in the morning, eat them here. Servings are small, medium, and large and come with ketchup and mayonnaise. There is also a variety of homemade dipping sauces available if you wish to gourmetify these greasy wonders. I know, I know, being a nutritionist I should not advocate for such foods. I'll try not to do it again...

Being in Vol de Nuit feels like you've been transported to another place, somewhere far, far away. It can be noisy and can get crowded, and sometimes you'll have to wait 15 minutes on the bathroom line. But this place has a warm, welcoming vibe that will keep you longing to return. Sounds very sentimental and somewhat sappy, but go there and see it for yourself.

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