An open letter to a friend

Posted by Chewy on Sunday, June 17th, 2007

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Dear Joey V.,

This muggy June weather has given me a case of the vapors. So last Saturday I went to cool off with a few tastey beverages at a bar down the block that I think that you actually own in the future. But Future Joe hasn’t met Present Joe because that would fuck-up the space-time continuum and the world would implode into a black hole and Doc Brown would not be able to help you out.

It’s called Moonshine and I was too drunk to figure out if they actually had any moonshine. Nevertheless, I have my own moonshine if you would like to partake. I wonder if we could make some sort of “bomb” beverage with moonshine and PBR? What would we call it? The Freedom Bomb, perhaps?

Peanut shells on the floor, PBR on tap and Big Buck Hunter. They have three dozen different whiskeys and BYOM (bring your own meat to grill at their outdoor space). Beers in cans include Schlitz, Olde E, Tecate, Old Milwaukee, Colt 45, Genesee Cream Ale and more. Said beers are available in bucket deals.

They also have a juke box I do think you would appreciate even though Fugazi’s “Waiting Room” isn’t on it.

And it smells better than B-Sides.

Looking forward to getting drunk with you sometime soon and accidentally knocking over some parking meters at 317 Columbia Street Brooklyn, NY.

Your friend,
Chewy B.

PS: Shnäck is now BYOB.

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Doc Brown needs to chill the eff out and have a whisky.

Categories: Reviews , Bars , Carroll Gardens and Brooklyn

Discussion: 3 Comments

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  1. i want to go!!!

    Comment written by Danielle on 2:25 pm on the 21st of June, 2007

  2. Why can’t that place be near me? It’s so much harder to get drunk, then take a bus, and then take a train, because by the time you get home you’ve got that headache thing going on. And your belly hurts. And you end up spending even more money on the Taco Truck, where you’re all, “gimmmuh…hold on…gimmuh a platos con chorizo and then…ummm…oh man…gimmuhtwo…NO! gimmuh 4 ovda tacos al pastor…yah…CON TODO!!”
    Then you stand there swaying back and forth for 5 minutes salivating and hungry and drunk.
    As embarassing as that may sound, it pales in comparison to going to the late night Gyro guy and having filthy Greeks talking to the Gyro guy about how I don’t fall into the “one of us” category. You mean I’m not a greazy fuck who listens to bad Euro techno, wears Drakkar Noir and too much Armani Exhange?
    Wait, this was about bars, right?

    Comment written by Joe on 4:08 pm on the 25th of June, 2007

  3. Oh, does this bar have a bartendress with a really great posterior like B-Side used to?

    Comment written by Joe on 4:14 pm on the 25th of June, 2007

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