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"Go home, February, you are drunk".
The last time I took PubNight to Perdition was my very first birthday PubNight, #612, in 2008, which only the very faintest of memories strikes me as also having been the day I finished "studying" for my Mount Sinai pharmacology test. Hence the faint memories.
My requirements for a bar at the time seem to have been "west side" and "serves lambics". And oh how far I have come. PubNight witnessed the birth of my taste in beer, and we're approaching another revolution - the cultivation of my taste in cocktails. Perhaps something fruity and tropical will balance out the ambient "grey".
~Hannah