Jbird’s excellent cocktails are a secret worth revealing The speakeasy trend hit New York City hard some six years ago, with bars like Employees Only, Pegu Club and Death & Co. springing up in every alleyway. Discerning drinkers were lured in with unlisted phone numbers, unmarked doors and strict codes of conduct that promised to 
In the canyons of Midtown’s Third Avenue, it can seem as if the weary traveler may never find sustenance. Buried among the steel-and-glass lobbies of office towers and outsized ATM centers are the occasional glossy fast-food franchise or faded Chinese takeout, but even steam-table delis are few and far between. Clearly, Zengo saw this problem 
Luckily, the space housing Jacob’s Pickles proved massive, considering that on a Thursday night shortly after it opened, the place was packed with students, moms pushing strollers and large groups eager to see what the hype was about. We got in just in time to snag a cozy table in the back and, despite the 
