Today was my first day out in NYC talking to bars. The awkwardness of talking to strangers has completely worn off and Justin and I had a good time chatting up local merchants and doing the initial leg work on Tabbie NYC. The stereotypically grouchy and mean new yorkers were actually really nice. Turns out the #1 rule of Tabbie still applies, even in NYC: if a person manages/owns/works at a bar, he/she can only be so much of an ass.
While on the streets (does this sound thug? I wanted it to) we walked into a place called Kabin on 2nd ave between 5 and 6th st. The bartender was under the bar cleaning when she told us the specials so when she said “Our happy hour is buy 1 get 1 of anything”, I immediately felt a wave of skepticism akin to the meme below.
Buy 1 get 1 of anything in the bar? I had to have misheard what she said. “Come again?”, I managed to say . She repeated herself. “Wow”, I said, yet I was really thinking “GTFO, STFU, NGAPLZ, etc”. I think I may have found my bar in East Village.