...for there was no room in the pub
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No room in any pub, in fact.
sweh and I wandered back and forth across Manhattan searching for someplace reasonably quiet to drink and feed and escape the giant cloud of stupid that has hung over the land.
#1, The Full Shilling (our usual default as it's right by his office): imported a band from Canada for the evening. Packed, loud, and kitchen apparently closed.
#2, the overflow pub up the block: Closed for some Goldman-Sachs thingy.
#3, some random place
sweh knew of, down two and up one: Dinner section closed for private party.
Fuck Wall Street, let's go to the Ginger Man in midtown. It has lots of beer and giant comfy chairs and is usually empty early in the week.
#4, Ginger Man: mobbed with some damn LIU alumni event.
"I got nothing."
sweh led me therefore back to the Village to one of our other haunts, which meant I had spent $6 in subway fares to get back to the stop I'd begun with. I was not sanguine, as they are known to sometimes have (really awful) live bands during the summer, but...
#5, Fiddlesticks: Dark, quiet, nigh-empty. THANK YOU GOD. And life took on a rosier glow as I gnawed through a pile of black puddings.
But, I mean, Tuesday. TUESDAY. WTF?
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#1, The Full Shilling (our usual default as it's right by his office): imported a band from Canada for the evening. Packed, loud, and kitchen apparently closed.
#2, the overflow pub up the block: Closed for some Goldman-Sachs thingy.
#3, some random place
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Fuck Wall Street, let's go to the Ginger Man in midtown. It has lots of beer and giant comfy chairs and is usually empty early in the week.
#4, Ginger Man: mobbed with some damn LIU alumni event.
"I got nothing."
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#5, Fiddlesticks: Dark, quiet, nigh-empty. THANK YOU GOD. And life took on a rosier glow as I gnawed through a pile of black puddings.
But, I mean, Tuesday. TUESDAY. WTF?
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Date: 2005-05-25 03:07 pm (UTC)#2 - Mercantile Grill. Poor beer selection, but food isn't bad. However the food area was closed. We could have eaten downstairs, I guess, but I don't like that, too much.
#3 - Ulysses - good beer, can be noisy
You missed
#3a - The Irish Punt - but you weren't impressed with the place.
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Date: 2005-05-25 03:10 pm (UTC)I am not sure if I should also bother listing #4a, the place across from the Ginger Man, with its stunning selection of Budmilcoors.
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Date: 2005-05-25 03:17 pm (UTC)If I'm gonna drink beer, it's going to be something worth the carbs. Geesh. Give me a Harp.. a Guinness.. or a Black n Tan made with Guinness and Harp.. one where you can see the dividing line between the two! (Ok I'm not sure if that's actually how they're supposed to be done or not, but presentation counts... :-) )
Or a nice Sam Adams Oktoberfest or Porter! Sheesh--anything but budmilcoors!!!
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Date: 2005-05-25 03:34 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2005-05-25 03:58 pm (UTC)The Anheuser-Busch guy says to the bartender, "I'll have the King of Beers--a Budweiser!"
Not to be outdone, the Coors president follows up with, "Give me the taste of cool mountain streams; give me a Coors!"
The guy from Guinness simply says "Glass of water, please."
The other two look at him in astonishment. "You don't drink your own company's product?!"
He shrugs. "If you guys aren't drinking beer, why should I?"
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Date: 2005-05-25 04:14 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-05-25 03:19 pm (UTC)