Make your way to Rosewood's speakeasylike entrance, settle into one of the retro-hip Thonet barstools, and behold 10 dozen bottles in all shapes and sizes, arranged in two backlit rows like so many glittering, multihued works of art. These cordials, aperitifs, digestifs, and (occasionally unidentifiable) elixirs in malt, grape, and grain include top-shelf gins, tequilas, bourbons, and cognacs alongside Moët-Hennessy's first-pressed 10 Cane rum, 100-proof bottled-in-bond Rittenhouse Rye, St. George Absinthe Verte direct from Alameda, and Reyka's lava-filtered, geothermally juiced Icelandic vodka. Sip one of these treasures neat or on the rocks, or ask one of the adroit and highly knowledgeable bartenders to whip up a cocktail that will showcase its complex charms. (That silky Sagatiba cachaça makes one dreamy caipirinha.) The bar itself has a certain nouveau-sleek candlelight-and-limestone ambience conducive to libation-sipping, especially if you drop by before the hordes descend at nine o'clock.