The summer was spent trying to find an apartment and trying to find a new replacement for Pat O'Briens. So far, some close contenders but no replacement. I've literally been drinking myself up and down the Upper East Side. Not that I'm complaining, but there was A LOT of beer drinking. We have a few that are almost there but nothing compares to the awesomeness that was Patty O's. The following list contains the "almost bars". If they could all combine into one bar, we would be ecstatic:
Brother Jimmy's- 92nd and 3rd
Manny's- 92nd and 2nd
Stumble Inn- 75th and 2nd
O'Flanigans- 65th and 1st
Swig- 2nd ave between 84th and 85th
The Recovery Room- 1st ave between 75th and 76th
What's even more frustrating is that every time I walk down the street I see another bar that's closed down. 2nd Avenue, stop it. Just stop it. Went to Crowe's Nest one night. The next week, there was paper covering the windows. No warning. Just gone. I don't like it. And you all know how I don't like change and surprises.
Here's a list of bars that just haven't worked out for us:
Bradys--too divey, not enough seating
Molly's Pitcher--too dead
East End--too expensive and crowded
Wicker Park--too restauranty and dead
Johnny Foxes--too dead, no beer pong
Kinsale--too restauranty, no beer pong and we should probably not show up after we were asked to leave a few months ago
Jack Russells--too expensive
Rathbones- too restauranty
Among a shit ton of others. Major sigh. But I will not rest until I find "IT". It's out there. And just like most things, sometimes it takes a while to uncover. Even if it means acquiring some alcoholism along the way....
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