There are times when Manhattan seems like the smallest city in the world so it was last Saturday when Lynn and I (and our friend Beth) stumbled upon the National on Rivington Street. We had never heard of this small bistro and we were extremely glad to get a drink there as it was hot and we were thirsty.
We pretty much had the place to ourselves; our exotic bartendress whipped up a crackling negroni for me and quizzed us about who we were, where we were going. She pointed us in the direction of some great markets and soon we were on our way and looking for the places she recommended.
8 Rivington Street
between Bowery and Chrystie
(between Freeman Alley & Chrystie St)
New York, NY 10002