We're anticipating some serious pain in our future, so much so that we've already popped an Advil or three. No need to fear for broken arms (uh, right?), our chills are reserved for that inevitable post-New Year's Eve hangover. We're pretty sure it's gonna be a doozy, which is why we've compiled a cheat-sheet on the best spots to nurse that après-libation sensation. Ranging from the classy to the greasy spoon, the food is all guaranteed to take the shit out of shit-faced (unless you want to use that Mimosa to power through it). And, even if you're a teetolar, our seal of approval on NYC's best brunch spots is enough to get you out the door, hangover or not.
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