‘You can’t miss it,’ I said, ‘there’s big neon rooster out front.’ They thanked me kindly and trundled off to the most brutal gay club in the city. I directed them to a spot on 2 nd Avenue called The Cock. ![]() Case in point: a middle-aged European couple approached me on the street once and asked if I knew a good place to get a drink. But then they say, ‘No, we mean where should we go to get horribly drunk and make arseholes of ourselves.’ And then I say, ‘oh.’ Having a tipple in the city that never sleeps can be a bit of dice-roll if you don’t have a clue where you’re going. ![]() I tell them they should check out the Statue of Liberty and the Empire State Building–duh. ![]() When friends, or friends of friends, or friends of friends of friends visit New York, they always ask me where they should go.
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