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Half Price Happiness at Drop Off Service

Step 1: Realize this East Village spot is not a laundromat. Step 2: Enter and prepare to spend at least 15 minutes surveying the bar’s impressively varied beer selection. Step 3: Purchase said beer for half price from 4-8PM Monday-Friday and 1-8PM on weekends. Step 4: Rejoice, then repeat Step 3.

Although I’ve definitely seen this place beyond cozy at times, I’ll assume the only reason the city’s beer lovers are not lined up for several blocks is that they failed Step 1. It’s pretty hard to go wrong with 19 beers on tap like Dogfish Head, Arrogant Bastard or Checker Cab Blonde at $3 a 20 oz. pint during Happy Hour (note: Delirium Tremens is not included in the deal), but add a generally casual atmosphere with adequate seating and a killer jukebox into the mix and it’s almost impossible. I should admit being able to drink a reasonably priced Raison d’Etre ranks and talk with my friends without shouting ranks higher on my priority list than dancing to hot jams in my tightest finest, so keep that in mind in case that’s not you.

Each time I go the crowd is a mix of old and young, hipster and not, regulars and newbies, and sometimes a mellow dog. I haven’t had the cocktails but the wines are good and only $5 a glass during Happy Hour as well. Unfortunately, the only credit card they take is American Express and the minimum is $25, which could be dangerous given the high alcohol content of most beers. Luckily there’s a humble offering of meat pies from the Tuck Shop to choose from in case you go heavy on the ABV or repeat Step 3 a little too often in one night.

Drop Off Service
211 Avenue A (btn 13th & 14th)
[East Village]

Photo Credit: Critical Reviews.com

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Jill S.

Jill S.

Jill is an Ohio native and Boston University graduate who refuses to stop saying "pop" and wearing her Red Sox gear despite being heckled for doing so since moving to Brooklyn. She's been honing her thrifty ways since doing that silly thing people talk about when they ignore reason to follow their hearts and chose a career in the fulfilling but faltering music industry. She earns her beer money as a publicist and writer, and spends her spare time cooking, biking, and trying to decide if she's ready to get a cat.