@The Truth: Sorry, kiddo, if you think Manahatta is the living end, you haven't been here long (or perhaps you're just terribly impressionable). As a Manhattan-born expat, the island was happening about two decades ago. Brooklyn stole that thunder a while back, but I cringe at the encroaching Manhattanization going on here.
I'm going with #5. (No, not the Dice man, if you're counting down.)
Well, *this* didn't go over too well, did it?
- BWB
Ah, Virginia, good advice in general, but you forgot humor: a little bit goes a long way, but it beats those dishwater-dull (and long) OKC profiles such as you point out. The funny bone IS an erogenous zone too...mostly.
- BWB
Egads...first Zooey, now this: my newest Excedrin Headache has a name, not a number.
Well, guys, it appears a few of you weren't paying close attention over the past few years...
Re: “9 Brooklyn Bartenders Talk Booze”
Given that my signature drink to order happens to be the apparently-dreaded LIIT, I'd wager that the *real* reason these guys and gals revile it is that, put bluntly, half of them wouldn't know how the Dickens to make a proper one. When I ask for one, and either get a weird look (as if I'd just made a lurid proposition), or see her/him reach nervously for some dog-eared notebook, I hold up my hand and switch to a G&T. Really, guys, I'm not here for coolness points - I just want a drink.