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If you ever want to
relive your drunken college days--complete with dudes barfing in the
bathroom, joints managed and staffed by other lazy, nihilistic slobs
like yourself, and grub that sits atop seventeen pints of Bud Light
just fine--then bring your time-traveling ass on in to this late night,
NYU hang out. Sure, you'll be one of the oldest assholes in the place,
but when you're shoving a juicy burger in your craw at 2:30 in the
morning, nobody's going to mention your receding corners and your
secret fantasy that the grunge era will rise again. How many times
have you been wandering around the East Village, on the verge of vomiting
and looking for something a little more down-home and substantial
than your typical Greek diner? Well, if you're anything like Mr. Hipster,
you'll probably forgo eating in favor of a nasty hangover and a day
of being tethered to the crapper. But, if you're like any other normal
drunk, you're going to want to bring yourself to Around the Clock
and grab some food worthy of night of lousy domestic beer and some
nice Core-era STP on the jukebox. [MF]
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