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| Blue & Gold Tavern |
79 East 7th Street
New York, NY
212.473.8918 |
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 Socrates once said that the only difference between a straight guy and a gay guy is about seven beers. I've seen this theory in practice, and I've also seen numerous women attempt to prove the converse. Let's face it, you can pretty much get anybody to do anything you want if you ply them with enough drinks. The only problem with this otherwise flawless strategy is that the going rate of alcoholic beverages in Manhattan means one night of coaxing a good lay will run you the cost of a Jetta. And that's where the Blue & Gold Tavern comes in.
At Blue & Gold beers run $2.50 to $3, drinks are $3 each. What more is there to say?
The atmosphere is old school dark East Village dive, with wooden booths, a pool table, decent juke box, and a heavy old fashioned bar festively decorated with christmas lights year-round. The staff is pleasantly indifferent, the music an odd mix reflecting the eclecticism of the clientele.
Looking around the room I see Upper West Side girls fresh out of the office, funky East Village boys squinting over the pool table, hipster Billyberg gays in ties and v-neck sweaters, and a couple yuppies left over from the late 90's. It's like a watering hole in the Serengeti; every kind of animal is represented and everyone gets along because they're all here to drink.
I came here tonight with Dustin, we slept together once and since then maintained a peripheral friendship. Thought I'd put Blue and Gold's famous cheap drinks to the test by trying to win him over for another night of pooching but it wasn't even a challenge. Three drinks and eighteen dollars (plus tip) later, my mission's acccomplished and we're heading out the door.
If you're hard up but light on cash, this is hands down your best bet to take someone you only want to fuck. In fact it's so easy it seems a waste to bring someone I can win over in only three drinks. Next time I'm coming back with a straight guy. |
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| chumwater |
| March 8, 2003 |
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