Finally, an explanation

originally posted by scottreiner:


all i remember is vodka at 5am at save the robots.

Holy Jeebus on a stick, Scott! That's a name that hasn't creased my cortex in several decades. Is it still around? I recall it as an EV dive (on Ave B, I think) with a paper sign in its window, a collection of lousy beers and no adherence to NYC closing hour laws.

Mark Lipton
 
And that place with no name.... called, informally, Lounge? Also a 5am memory. No license, plastic cups, DJs.

(Save the Robots is no more as of about 2000. Ave B btw 2nd/3rd)
 
originally posted by Zachary Ross:
And that place with no name.... called, informally, Lounge? Also a 5am memory. No license, plastic cups, DJs.

(Save the Robots is no more as of about 2000. Ave B btw 2nd/3rd)

are there any places like this in nyc today? all-night, anything goes dens of iniquity. i'm pretty sure i'm too much an old pussy to enter for the first time a bar at 4am, but it would be nice to know it was still an option...
 
I'm surprised no one has mentioned the obvious PBR imagination seed: Dennis Hopper's memorable line in Blue Velvet, after his interrogation of Kyle McLaughlin:

"What kind of beer do you like?"

"uh, Heineken"

"Heineken? Fuck that shit! - Pabst! Blue! Ribbon!"

I agree, it's nothing special. But it's relatively uncosmetified, by industrial beer standards.

I'm partial to Miller High Life for luxury slum beer. It's a bit sweet and thick, but it tastes like it emerged more or less intact from natural ingredients. Reference the fact that the MGD in circulation here blows, so does almost anything else in my local liquor store.

Anyone ever drink a Slovenian beer called Zlatorog? I think it was pretty good.
 
Which I think was an hommage to the line in The Last Detail (Hal Ashby):

Quaid: What's Heineken?

Nicholson: It's the best God Damned beer in the world, Kid. President Kennedy used to drink it.

Although they're drinking Schlitz here:
 
When I was a kid...um, I mean, an adult of legal drinking age who just happened to be in a grade with a number...Grain Belt was the downscale brew of choice. Though none of us were hipsters. I seem to remember it actually tasting like beer, in contrast to much else in that price category, but I haven't had one for a very long time.
 
I've got a soft spot in my heart for Grain Belt Premium. It's what I cut my drinking teeth on. Back in my rock and roll days in Minneapolis, I'd drink one "good" beer and spend the rest of the night (happily) slumming on Premium. Thank goodness I was using my college radio connections to get into most shows for free or I couldn't have afforded even the one "good" beer. Which was particuarly awesome since our college radio station could be heard all of 12 feet off campus, but we still got the full compliment of guest list passes to "give away to listeners" which just meant radio staff.

Now I spend my beer slumming on homebrew, which is significantly tastier and (theoretically) more affordable, except when I'm spending that money on expensive ingredients.

Cheers,

Kevin (who may or may not admit to enjoying "new-old" Schlitz.)
 
Just to second what Putnam said: I spent a LOT of time in the Lutz in the mid 90s and heard the Dennis Hopper line from Blue Velvet more than a few times. David Lynch was big, especially among the Reed students, and PBR was cheap. That said, it's hard to believe the Lutz was really as important as the article says.
 
I remember when I was living in the East Village during the early-00s that Tecate was more ubiquitous than PBR. But, after living in the midwest for a couple of years, having returned to the East Coast, whenever I go to the bars, PBR is always the $2-3 special. So, I suspect that the article is correct in its account of PBR's current popularity as being a fairly recent phenomenon.
 
For those of you who lucky enough to be weened on the West Coast, I present Luck Lager. Offered at $1.99 a 12-pack in a sort of reverse Baker's Dozen - 11 oz bottles. You could amuse yourself with the rebus puzzles on the caps while trying to ignore the fowl smelling and tasting liquid running down your throat. The 12-pack "cases" were made of high quality cardboard to bring your bottles back in for recycling and could double as dorm furniture or building blocks for the local Kindergarten.

Seems to me that Lucky Lager should have made a comeback for todays Green minded Hipsters.

If you want green beer, as opposed to Green beer, there is only one - Mickey's
 
Slang for "cutthroat", someone who studied all the time. Such persons were usually found in the "weenie hutches" -- study cubicles -- in the main library.
 
originally posted by Jeff Grossman:
Slang for "cutthroat", someone who studied all the time. Such persons were usually found in the "weenie hutches" -- study cubicles -- in the main library.

There were study cubicles in the library?
 
originally posted by Jeff Grossman:
Slang for "cutthroat", someone who studied all the time. Such persons were usually found in the "weenie hutches" -- study cubicles -- in the main library.

I see. A throat in a weenie hutch. Thank you.
 
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