Korova Milk Bar

The décor of this bar is really cool, and they have a wide variety of alcohol. The crowd is of a particular sort and you may or may not be comfortable here.
I will give it a 4 star because I think it does what it does well, just not to my taste.

Sad, sad, sad, sad, sad.
I don’t know how the owners can even look at themselves in the mirror — but let’s be honest the kids that are no hitting this «club» never saw clockwork orange and have probably never even been to the Lower East Side.
But basically they took a tradition, an iconic bar and brought it to suburbia (and I don’t even think of White Plains as suburbia).
It is like bringing the statue of liberty to White Plains and dressing her like snookie — it went from cool, awesome and unique to another guido, fist pumping, breast lifting, high hair party.
I hope the owners can sleep at night.

Horrendous experience with the bar tender. There were only a few people in the bar and the bar tender, instead of attending to us, was counting case.
We waited about 15 minutes before we left since we got no one to serve us.

RIP Korova Milk Bar (NYC). For Korova Milk Bar in White Plains, it is just an OK substitute.
I went to Korova (NYC) based on the movie starting when I was underage. No, I didn’t go for the drinks, I went for the décor.
I kept going until the place closed down and became an Asian café, which is depressing, imho.
While I agree that it was never entirely themed after the movie, there are so few dive bars left in NYC — we have LIT, KGB and only a few others now — that it was important to have Korova as a piece of NYC history. Each time one of the bars I remember closes, it feels like a little piece of the city dies.
I went to the replacement bar in White Plains once with someone who lives in White Plains. It is OK, not like the original though.

This place is really neat. It’s a nice little take on A Clockwork Orange. The bouncer’s, at the door, were very nice. I got there a little early, and I was only wearing a t-​shirt, but they still let me in for free (only because it wasn’t busy yet). They were playing some crazy japanese movie with lots of blood (which is normal for japanese movies). Drinks were priced well. The bartenders are friendly, and we were able to get a seat at one of the tables. You can spend a little while looking at the design of the place. The music was at a perfect volume, too. Loud enough for a bar, but not so quiet that it felt dead in there. They normally have a live dj.

I started going to this place because of the Clockwork theme and kept going because of the bar staff. The bartenders are always friendly and give good service. I’m not much of a ‘sweet’ liquor drinker but I have tried several of their milkshake concoctions and they are awesome. The place generally gets packed in the early morning hours and I always have a good time. There is generally a $ 5 cover if you go when they are busy but it’s a must see for any fans of the film.

I want to like this place much more than I actually do. I love «A Clockwork Orange,» Allen Jones, and things surreal inspired. So, naturally, going to a bar with lacquered black walls, ghostly white mannequins in neon wigs, neo-​retro-​future designs was right up my alley. The theme stops there.
Don’t expect for the patrons to run around in white suits, thick mascara and bowler hats. The music is also, sadly, devoid of any synethsizers and scherzo. (No, no Ludwig Van for you). While the drinks are fun: think bizarre concoctions with subversive names (Jon Benet, anyone?)
There’s a dress code (no baggy clothing) and a cover charge for late night hours (I was there after 1 am, so I don’t know about earlier business hours or happy hour). Still fun, but the music selections were sorely out of place with the décor! I’m not a fan of Top 40 mash ups or numb house music, especially when the bar is going for well, a completely different atmosphere.
I’m still secretly holding out for this place, though. Maybe it’s the cinematique in me.

Yet again White Plains has taken a cool place and ruined it.
When Korova first came to White Plains, it kept the cool attitude it had from the city. No dress code, $ 5 shots and drinks, alt staff, cartoons and porn on the TV.
Within 3 months it became another Thirsty Turtle, Black Bear, James Joyce rip off.
It lost its heart.
Now, instead of cool rock music you hear the house beat from the street. No short sleeves, jeans, or sneakers — must have the button down, khakis, and shiny shoes — maybe you now even have to have massive amounts of gel in your hair in true guido style.
It is really sad because there was something new in the area. Something different, but they sold out.
Go to Patrick’s instead.

A surreal and fun experience in the ‘burbs. Friendly staff, good drinks (esp. those involving ice cream), and crazy décor make this place stand out from the generic bars found on Post Road. Drinks average between $ 7-​$ 10. I think you can get a beer and a hot for $ 7. Lex loved her ice cream-​based drink –the Natalie Wood — and I enjoyed stealing sips of it. The crowd was mixed — birthday celebration, regulars, not so regulars, but everyone seemed to get along. I’d like to head back next time I’m in the WP.

I am not usually the type to hang out at bars, and I’ve never seen A Clockwork Orange. That said, I thought this place was pretty cool.
I went there with a friend, and had 2 really good drinks. My favorite was the «Natalie Wood,» a concoction with ice cream and Blue Curaçao and I forget what else. They have a lot of drinks with ice cream in them. I looove ice cream. :)
The décor was very cool and creepy – black walls, white naked female mannequins with crazy wigs, and video screens showing weird movies. We had fun with the weird movies. The first one they showed was one that my friend actually managed to get them to turn off, since there was a lot of sexual violence and it was just too disturbing; the second was Underworld, which was really fun to watch with the sound off, since neither of us had ever seen it and could make stuff up. Felt a little like Beavis and Butt-​head.
The bartender was really nice, and nice eye candy, too.
In my opinion, the music got much too loud as the night wore on – it was really hard to hear each other talk. Also, when we first got there, they were playing cool, kind of obscure music; later on, they were playing contemporary top-​40-​type stuff, and that kind of music usually annoys me.
I think I will come back for Happy Hour sometime, since they have $ 2 off drinks from 5 – 7 PM, and maybe the music won’t be too loud or annoying then. ;)

A colleague of mine who knows I’m really into movies and knew that I was headed to White Plains handed me a business card. It read Korova Milk Bar. This is a place in A Clockwork Orange. Immediately I was intrigued.
I went there the second night I was in town but they were closed on Mondays. I ended up there on Tuesday which was pretty much a dead night (as it is for most night spots) so the bartender had time to inform me about the history of this place and we talked movies. Turns out she does movie production work and is actually listed in the IMDB.
I liked the concept and the décor which was a very good attempt at recreating the bar though the geometry of the place seemed a little small. They were out of rib eyes so I went with the salmon. It was pretty good.
As far a drinks, I’m not really a fru-​fru drink person, but my bartender Meeka made two great martinis. I eventually tried one Fru-​Fru drink. I went with the «Bob Marley» (Kettle One Vodka, Midori, Malibu Rum, Cream de Banana and a Splash of Milk) as it seemed like the less likely of the rest with put someone in a diabetic coma. I really really dislike sweet drinks. This one wasn’t bad and it did come recommended by Meeka.
If I ever find myself back in White Plains, NY again, I’ll definitely go there again.

Checked out this place after the rough time experienced at Antipasti, and ended up having a great time.
I’ve never seen Clockwork Orange, so I’m not so sure on what the décor is referencing, but it’s a bunch of bright white mannequins, assuming a variety of poses, tacked up to the wall. And they’re wearing different color wigs.
As for the drinks, not much on the beer side, as there were a half dozen so taps. Long martini list and frozen cocktail list, which on a Friday night, brought out the Barely Drinkable crowd. While we were there, the TV had on a black and white movie, a bad 70’s sci-​fi movie about mutant ants and Misery. The kicker though was the $ 6 Corona and Cuervo deal, which was aptly named for the bottle of Corona and a shot of Cuervo (you could also do the Rolling Rock and Jack variety). Bartender was nice enough to give us the deal a few hours before it officially kicked in.
All in all — good times.

It pains me to only give this place three stars, but I am hoping that it’s just opening growing-​pains that caused it, and am certainly willing to give it another chance. I used to live around the corner from the original East Village locale and loved everything about the place. Well the owners have shut down the E.V. spot and relocated to White Plains of all places… no complaints out of me, because I have relocated to White Plains as well!
Well everything is pretty much the same as the original; the white mannequins, the black interior, the interesting drink names (Amy Fisher? Jon Benet?) However on a recent visit the place was completely empty. The two bartenders were very cute, albiet not too familiar with the drink menu. My hubby ordered a drink that was sort of Orange-​Creamsicle-​ish and the drink arrived minus the «orange» part. The response was they didn’t have the orange syrup, so she just made it without that ingredient. Kinda strange, no? Well in her defense she did make him another drink for free, but a simple «we don’t have orange syrup, so I can’t make you that; can you choose something else?» would have saved everyone the 5 minute exchange.
Another issue I have with the place is that the entire front of the bar is blacked out; from the street you can’t see inside at ALL. Now this may have worked in the East Village, but White Plains is sort of a different clientele, many of whom may be scared away by the «darkness» of the place and not even venture inside to check it out. Something to think about.
Anyway, I’ll be back, and hopefully they have their orange syrup situation sorted by then.

I’ve been a Clockwork Orange fan for some years now, so imagine my surprise on a business trip when I walk by a place taken RIGHT out of the movie. Anyone who’s seen it will remember the bizarre milk bar scene. Lemme tell ya, this place nailed the look and ambiance for sure. I decided to walk in and check it out.
Upon entry, I notice multiple screens are showing A Fish Called Wanda and that the PA is playing some obscure Black Sabbath tracks (side 2 of Sabbath Bloody Sabbath for those keeping score at home). Both of these are very, very good things to a man of my tastes. I saunter up to the bar and notice they have a respectable selection of taps for a non-​beer joint, and an array of bizzare booze/​milkshake combinations with names like the Amy Fischer, the Vic Morrow, and such. I opt for the Anton Lavey, a devilish concoction of ice cream, chocolate liquor, and god knows what else. Tasty as hell. Another score.
Ends up this place used to be in east village down in Manhattan, and moved here for reasons known only to the owners. The bartender and one owner I met were way cool, and I let ‘em know this place would kill in Chicago. They are apparently considering opening up one there, we’ll see how it goes. All in all, this place deserves your money just for being so anomalous and wierd. I’ll be back for sure. I could see this sucker getting bumped up to 5 stars.
I then left and commited acts of ultraviolence with my droogs using phallic pieces of sculpture.