Review: 11th Street Bar

Where is it going, Ladies and Gentlemen?

No – not last night’s hangover, or this day’s paycheck. Where is beloved Drunktown going? Everything is closing. Ghostly blogs chronicling the city’s transformation are prospering. Every-day, when we awake from our drunken stupor, there is one less interesting thing to do.

But – lamentations in blog form will not bring our haunts back, and we refuse to give up. That perfect Martini lies somewhere. Let’s give Alphabet City a try, shall we?

We tasted a few sips the other night, and are relieved to report there is still some hope left. Boxcar continues to pour 2 for 1 till 10. Pyramid draws them in by pretending its still 1984. And, our spirit was warmed when we wandered into a cozy-drink hole the and felt like we were home.

11th Street Bar doesn’t require reservations. They don’t have a secret entrance or an “unpublished” phone number that is on every food blog throughout the city. It’s not teeming with hipsters spending mommy-money and if Andrew W.K. sauntered in, he would likely be asked to leave.

With things changing so rapidly elsewhere, 11th Street Bar is the type of place where you can take a stand. By the time we were a few drinks in, we started looking for things that we could use to barricade the door. Let the world outside change – we would hole-up in here, keep our head down for a few months, and drink to the survival of our glorious city.

Review: 11th Street Bar

Panini Sandwiches – 4 olives – There are only two choices, but they are not trying to be a trendified wine bar. If it’s a little too “low end” for you - ask the bartender to cut them up into bite sized cubes and then rave about how you love to eat “chic little bohemian sandwiches”.

Happy Hour Crowd – 3.5 olives- While it’s the beginning of the night for most people, these folks are wrapping up a long day of drinking. It was crowded on the day that we went - last months social security check must have just cleared.

Provisions for use as a shelter – 5 olives – They have all the liquid that we could ask for, but the food stock is a little light. We think it could bring us through nuclear winter though – with that much Jameson, we could survive on little bags of potato chips until the toxic cloud passed.

Comments

[LeeLee]

I wanna go to the 11th street bar....

ugggghhhhhhhhhhhh

it sounds perfect..

[Earnest1]

This bar is the WORST neighbor. The bartenders are RUDE, and DISRESPECTFUL. The bar doesn't care that they have their BACK ROOM in the middle of the gardens, in the middle of the RESIDENTIAL block. They are truly a public nuisance, and their close neighbors, especially in the backyard are very harmed by their abusive, inconsiderate, impudent, and injurious behavior.

[Blackburn20ARLINE]

If you're in a not good position and have no money to move out from that point, you will need to take the personal loans. Because it would help you unquestionably. I take car loan every year and feel good just because of that.