Something about Sunday afternoon at Pattern Bar reminds me of an afternoon in SoHo. The historical details are spot on, the windows large and open to the street and you feel like time stands still for a bit. It's peaceful and lovely without the crowds of the aforementioned New York neighborhood. Better yet, you can toast to fashion in the form of a darn good drink with names like The McQueen (sweet and tart), The Chanel (appropriately spicy) and The Gaultier (made with fresh watermelon) and munch on bites of South American and European- inspired dishes. We lingered perhaps too long, but it was a nice break from the downtown Emmy spectacle.