So I went to a birthday party Saturday night and had a few too many beers (do you know that a Jameson and a beer cost fifteen bucks at a dive in the LES? Yeah, neither do I! GRRR!) (Guess I’m spoiled by Brooklyn, where a drink costs nothing more than a fiver and a smile).
After a few hours of fun, falling asleep on the train, missing my stop and ending up a stop from Coney Island, I went home and passed the heellss out. I woke up a few hours later, hungry and hungover. Lucky me, it was Sunday, and Sunday means BRUNCH! Read the rest of this entry »