Thank you for the warning, Sir! I had to settle with a grilled chicken sandwich. I tried to order a lager beer, thats what real men drink but all they had in the tap was this lynx piss they call IPA around here.Just a word of warning. A NYC sports bar probably won’t have fish paste or fermented Greenland shark or caribou nuggets on the menu. You may have to make do with chicken wings or mozzarella sticks.
Not even 6 minutes in... what the hell...Welp, just as much of a disaster as always. Things look VERY similar to last year so far.