Fave Brooklyn bar: There is an Irish pub called Ceol on Smith street. My wife threw me a surprise birthday there one year. It had this really great old time black and white Irish feel in the back and I was so damn surprised that it made me wonder if I was in some kind of Sixth Sense predicament where I was already dead and dreaming of my old friends. Briefly.
Go to drink: I drink a lot of cheap red wine and vodka.