Tel Avivians, Israel's equivalent of those New Yorkers who seem skeptical of the existence of restaurants, bars, nightlife and living people beyond the municipal boundaries of their home turf, have long derided Jerusalem and its residents as beyond square. Lately, however, Tel Avivians have been forced to acknowledge Jerusalem's growing hip cachet, as bars and clubs catering to the young and expensively dressed proliferate, particularly in the area around the old train station between Baka and the German Colony.
A fitting example is Negro, a swanky establishment given the somewhat mysterious appellation "Active Bar," apparently to distinguish it from Jerusalem's many passive bars (come to think of it, "Negro" isn't the greatest choice of a name either – hopefully it refers to the preferred color of clothing and not, well, the other meaning).
Negro is full of Jerusalem's young and hip seeking other people young and hip enough to (not) bring home to mom. The search is aided by a wide selection of imported whiskeys, cocktails and more than enough other domestic and imported liquor for a most "active" of evenings.