by Mel Currier for the NABBW When I was seventeen, I moved to New York City to attend secretarial school and lived at The Barbizon Hotel for Women. Men weren’t allowed past the lobby, so that provided some security and sanity for my parents. But what happened outside the walls of The Barbizon was another story. The time was the 60s and Malachy’s, the first-ever singles bar, was just around the corner from The Barbizon. In an exclusive upper East side neighborhood, it was a dingy, hole-in-the-wall bar, but it was the place to be. Even though I was underage, I had my first drink, a Seven Seven,... (Read More ...)