Nearly every free night I had in New York, I headed over to Red Rock West, which Kevin had told me would be most like the Coyote Ugly movie on my previous New York trip.

Every night was like a killer party, with alcohol flowing freely, guys getting their shirts ripped off, women dance-stomping on the bar to the Charlie Daniels band, and a jam-packed sea of patrons all throwing twenty to two hundred dollars a night at the beautiful, friendly, but totally cool and in-control bartenders.

All I can say is that this bar is now on my permanent itinerary for every future trip to the Big Apple.

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