New York City Bartenders & Patrons

Dear Time Out,

I am so sorry to hear of your untimely passing. I didn’t know you as well as I would have liked, but in the brief time we spent together, I have some very fond memories.

I played my first game of beer pong with you. I drank my first Car Bomb. I had some seriously crazy conversations. I met people I hopefully will know for a long time and others I hope to never see again. I even met a Finnish wannabe porn star. That could only have happened with you.

Your staff was one of a kind. More drama and rumors than the juiciest reality show on TV. Walking in, I was always greeted with stories about sex, drugs and fighting. Never a dull moment, and for that, I thank you.

So my dear Time Out, I will miss you. My Tuesday and Fridays afternoons will never be the same, and neither will my heart.

Goodbye
-Alexis