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Wednesday, April 27, 2005


That's the name of a neighborhood in the Bronx, it's Dutch, and it means either 'spit at the devil' or 'spitting devil', either way it's also the name of the greatest drinking establishment in New York. Located on Metropolitan Ave. in Williamsburg, Brooklyn (cross st. Havermeyer). Featuring the finest beers you've never heard of, they also serve wine, port, cidre, mead, and awesome tapas of meats and cheeses. Everything is imported, and served with dedication and a dirth of knowledge by Joe. I can't even begin to describe all the different types of drink they serve, or the varying methods of distllation, storage, importation and serving, but Joe can, and he's itching to tell you about it. Look for the red door, behind it lies civilization.

We missed the opportunity to partake in the offerings of Spuyten Duyvil while the Christians were in town, but that won't be the case next visit. We shall take smoke breaks at this place and see what all the hullabaloo is about.

BTW... Have you guys got those keys distributed yet? If not, you better get it done before the Ukrainian Furio comes-a-callin'
We got all the keys out except one.. damn you Eddie!

We did not, however, collect any US$10 (that's how we write currency in my new job) deposits. A great opportunity missed. "Deposits? What deposits?"
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