Located in a cozy space at the end of a non-descript alley near the Bowery, Freemans epitomizes the rugged, clandestine aesthetic of a colonial American tavern. The elusive location is emphasized by a series of small rooms that compose the space, each adorned with taxidermy and deftly scuffed floors. The fare here is similarly rustic, such as the Hunter’s Stew with venison and elk or the brook trout with thyme, garlic, and lemon.