Craft beer, craft beer, craft beer, craft beer, craft beer. Seems to be what any bar worth it’s salt in Brooklyn can talk about. Well, that or molecularly-complicated, organic, artisanal cocktails. But let’s not get hung up on deconstructed martinis and talk about some craft beer. There’s an explosion going

Every so often-usually after a long day when the office drank all but half a mug’s worth of the coffee and I’m just too tired to fight–someone will convince me to go to a bar in Midtown. I will often offer to buy brown bag booze for all involved to