I'm wondering if a celebration of Brooklyn culture is really needed in this day and age? And I'm not talking the 1910 days of Grandpa Hipster's Williamsburg, bu...
The last time I was in this space it was an awful mish-mash sports dive bar called Nice Guy Eddie’s. We spent an embarrassing number of hours in that joint way ...
There are bars out there that you only end up in late at night and can't seem to recall with any type of sharp clarity. These are generally those pubs that are ...
Somewhat of a cross between an ancient Irish pub and something you might find in The Shire, The Malt House pours on the rustic charm. Truth be told, it also pou...
I'll give you two guesses what street this joint sits on. Ok, I'll give you no guesses (and I'll even put the address down at the bottom of this review) and jus...
I somehow walked by Kenny's Castaways probably around a million times in my early life and never went inside. Something about the joint repelled me. Maybe it's ...
Stylized to within an inch of its life, The Breslin is a bar and restaurant built for hangovers and dares. Any place that features this many parts of the pig fr...
So, yeah, the Scottish. Or is it the Scotch? They make great booze and I'm a superfan of their tape, but I can't say I've ever heard anyone say, "Hey, dudes...
We came upon the aptly named Open Door on a snowy in January. Apparently they don't get a whole lot of late night traffic in the Financial District, let alo...
Now I'm no NASCAR sympathizer. In fact some rednecks may call me a hater. But regardless of my lack of affinity for cars noisily speeding in circles for hou...
Everything at this joint screams good time. Some sort of vaguely Belgian theme combined with a kind of Arthurian rusticness and close subterranean quarters and ...
The Brits are not necessarily known for their haute cuisine. In fact, I took a trip to London several years back and after fighting for several evenings try...
Stop and think about the name of this place for a second. Does this sound appetizing to anyone? I think of a giant, hump-backed beast with bristles lining i...
