Sure, it has labeled itself a dive bar (even though it really isn’t)…and yes, it tries to hard to be trashy…and yes, any hipster worth his salt hates “trying” at anything…but the beer is still cold and the girls are still drunk…so we give Superdive the old Runken salute.
We suggest that you hop a flight to Portugal and work your way East hitting every brewery and bar on the map…but until you do that you can simply quit your job and hit up all of Imbibe’s 100 Best Places to Drink Beer in America. Start at Irish Haven in Brooklyn…work your way from there…once your vision returns.
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It’s St. Paddy’s Day, and while many of you will be pounding PBR cans by noon, if you want a truly great dark beer to celebrate this day go with my fave, Ommegang’s Three Philosophers. A blend of two Belgian styles, strong dark ale and cherry lambic, this beer perfectly combines warming goodness and hints of chocolate, cherry, and coffee flavors (or so they say)…I just think it kicks ass.
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In honor of the drunkiest holiday out there, I present Yogi’s, the legendary, but now shuttered Upper West Side Drunkatorium…really, you don’t know Yogi’s? Have you never been to the Beacon? Yogi’s was one of the filthiest, beer swilliest, pukiest, drink til you can’t standiest spots in all the land…where I have seen drunk girls piss themselves and grown (all be it emotionally stunted) men puke all over the bar…and all this with hot chick bartenders…ahhhhh, if that ain’t St. Paddy’s day what is? We miss you Yogi’s…
Have someone in your life with a March birthday? (Hint, Hint) Then hook a brother up with a bottle of Ardmore 30 Year Old Single Malt Scotch Whisky. Yes, it is like Five Hundo for the bottle but its part of a limited run of 1400 individually numbered bottles. Hook it up people!
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The NY Post reported today that the space formerly occupied by the Limelight nightclub, which I think either sells clothing or used furniture now, is becoming an all out, Jersey-style mall with 80 stores (They already have a website with a full plan.) Any kid who grew up in the NYC area in the 90′s first saw recreational drug use at a Dead show or at Limelight. End of an era (Not really, Limelight has been gone for something like 12 years). Spill a little blow out tonight for the Club Kids (Not really, save it for tomorrow night).
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Black Market, the new, super secret, locked gate spot recently opened by Jesse Malin and Johnny T (Niagara, Cabin Down Below, The Bowery Electric) in the EVill, finally opened to the “real” public late last week. A Pat LaFrieda burger…sold. Serious Eats has the story and a slideshow.
So for the last several weeks, Taavo Somer (Freemans) and Ken Friedman (Spotted Pig, Breslin) have been running the Rusty Knot Party Bus, a bus that picks up revelers in Williamsburg and delivers them to the Rusty Knot, Somer and Friedman’s nautically themed West Village bar. The bus makes a few stops along the way and provides beers and allows smoking and other forms of debauchery. Sounds like a hell of a good time and the NY Times finally caught on this weekend. Check out the article here.
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St. Andrews isn’t as much of a Runk bar as it is a spot that starts off a Runk night. The bar is plain, the beer is cold and the access to much local (or pseudo-local) debauchery abounds. A recent night at St. Andrews to celebrate the birthday of a friend who slaves away nearby the joint started innocently enough…a few beers…a few guys from the Burbs…but as St. Andrews began to unravel its web and spread the night out before us…we ended up in trouble…all of us…if you are in midtown and have an alcohol problem either go to St Andrews or don’t (I can’t decide).
So the hottest place to hang out in our city of a million bars and a billion drinking problem is a Noho apartment? Werd? What…no cover…no smoking ban…no curfew…find the red doors…done and done.
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