Mehanata 416 B.C.

The Vibe You don't know when the turning point will occur in your evening at Mehanata, but trust us, it will happen. One minute, you're chilling out, thinking that your drink is a tad weak; a millisecond later, there's an impromptu dance floor, your drinking companion has beer poured down his back and the gypsy music swells. Everyone except you is singing along to what may be the national anthem. There's a stocky man who looks like he missed the casting call for "The Sopranos," and behind him a goateed guy wearing a fur vest. You don't know why, but you can't think of a better place to be. —Rebecca Braverman (Source: Citysearch.com)