Wanda W.
Yelp
(2/2)
Buttons popped from top to bottom and the tunes just got louder as we continued to cement our bond with our two newest friends. T and M basically refused to pour beer and pushed forward with their own agenda of shot glasses and deadly mixed drinks. On the whole it was nothing to complain about.
When the dust settled we were well past closing time, completely plastered and definitely shirtless, some of us sitting or laying on the bar. The good news was that we were all still alive, some of us knew just a bit more about Poland, and we all learned M and T were actually dating and destined for a rendevous in the storage closet.
Our last memories were of wandering out of the bar into the cold evening air, some of us wearing all of the clothes we arrived in, others not so much. My own last memory was signing a bill for $30 to cover my five hour bender. I sent a quick thank you up to the Lord for my insanely low bill and slipped into a warm sweet blackout.
We woke up from Blackout City the next morning excited to be in Jersey City, the Dirty Jers. Unfortunately we needed to make a quick trip back to the bar to reclaim some personal items we had forgotten.
It turns out that the Lord really was looking out for us. We walked back into the bar at 1pm to find all three of our newfound friends there. The drunken busboy completely ghosted us, apparently recalling nothing from our five hour stint the night before. M spotted us and walked up with a smile and big handshakes. "Why did you make me drink so much last night?! I was here until 4:45am and had to open! Wanna stick around and watch the game?" And Sweet T was, as expected, behind the bar, ignoring customers and drinking a pint of cold beer.
I've made a personal pledge to visit this bar every time I'm in Jersey City and I think you should, too. Five stars all around, hell I'd give it six if the folks at Yelp would let me.