Double Chicken Please

Leaving Martiny’s calm behind, we limped to the Lower East Side—this is the vibes part of the night.

Enter Double Chicken Please—born from a yellow VW bus slinging fried chicken and cocktails across New York,  now one of the world’s top bars.
Like a high class mullet, the party’s in the front, business in the back—The Coop—a vibrant nook for food, sound, and spectacle.

This menu reimagined the team’s childhood memories—playful, clever, a little surreal.
We started with a shiso-infused mezcal—sharp, herbal, an instant reset.
Then Twisted Apple—a Snow White-inspired appletini, crisp, sweet, a little wicked.
And The Forbidden D’ohnut—a clarified ode to Homer Simpson’s Duff-and-donut obsession— bourbon, sherry, lager, strawberry fondant, and yes—it actually looked like a doughnut.

The Coop buzzed—bartenders moving like artists mid-performance, music pulsing, glasses flashing in the light.

Double Chicken Please is  proof that creativity doesn’t whisper. It roars.

Double Chicken Please
115 Allen St.
New York, NY 10002