metaphorical glory hole
today i discovered, using my trusty foobooz, that two local bars are featured on a national list of dive (read: sh*tty but awesome) bars.
one is located 5 blocks from my brooklyn home, but we have somehow managed to avoid it. definitely a must-see next time i'm in the slope.
the other is located on south street in philly, and i've been there twice.
the first time featured a "drunk spelling bee" which was definitely as entertaining as it sounds.
the second visit featured a piƱata, which received some fatal (and ultimately delicious) injuries from my personal stick-swinging skills. i should give props to the $3 special, especially because it affords one the opportunity to speak like Marv from Sin City.
"A shot and a brew, Shelly, and keep'em comin."
one is located 5 blocks from my brooklyn home, but we have somehow managed to avoid it. definitely a must-see next time i'm in the slope.
the other is located on south street in philly, and i've been there twice.
the first time featured a "drunk spelling bee" which was definitely as entertaining as it sounds.
the second visit featured a piƱata, which received some fatal (and ultimately delicious) injuries from my personal stick-swinging skills. i should give props to the $3 special, especially because it affords one the opportunity to speak like Marv from Sin City.
"A shot and a brew, Shelly, and keep'em comin."
Labels: B and Bs, o'conners, Robert Rodriguez
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