As the title of this post suggests, Gotham City Lounge is a fucking great bar. It’s cheap. It’s genuinely divey. It’s got a pool table. It’s right under the Central Ave. M train stop (and within walking distance of the Myrtle Ave.-Broadway J stop). It has great atmosphere. This truly

I went to this awesome comedy night last week.  If this recap doesn’t stoke your fire you must be made out of diamonds, in which case I’ll pawn your ass.  I’d be there again tonight, but I’m learning how to bartend in Queens from a Spainard who worked in Ibiza