Old Town Dunch – A Tale From The Other Side of the Bar


If you’re unfamiliar with the term, it’s a 3:00pm -4:00pm meal – smack dab between late lunch and dinner.  Yeah.  Not unusual barternder’s fare when after they’ve been on a drink pouring tear until 4:00am the night before.  This is usually followed by an all day sleeping binge, neglecting essentials like – you know – daylight and contact with other human beings.  

Only, today, my Dunch was a result of beginning of some exhaustive and intense training at my new bar in the MPD.  I neglected to eat breakfast and had no chance to eat lunch.  So, I headed East.  Crazed and shaky from being simultaneously deprived of (1) much needed nourishment and  (2) much needed hop and barley juice, I stopped by one of my old haunts – Old Town Bar on 18th Street between Broadway and Park Ave.

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