Ring in the New Year at classic, hole-in-the-wall, waterfront, Brooklyn dive Montero! Hey, why not? It's gotta be the only night of the year they pour Champagne there. Korbel, anyone?
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One of the old book jackets lining the walls of Chumley's. Eternal Shame on Bloomberg, the City Fathers, and the powers that be that this cultural landmark has STILL not been saved and reopened.
3 comments:
it's a film noir new year. The only way to fly baby
I'm staying in on New Year's Eve, with relatives a block away from there, and and kind of sorry myself I'll miss it.
But then I'll know I'll be back at least one of the other 364 nights of the year. Don't particularly need champagne.
Once did a drinking trip on a joke.
Started at Montero's and ended up at the state park's bar in Montauk.
That means end-to-end Long Island drinking!
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