nothin says Christmas

like a long days journey into night, drinking fine Ales in some of the oldest pubs on the isle of Manhattan. Spent Friday with my bride slaking our thirst with pints of Brooklyn Lager, The Ear Inn homebrew , Stellas, PBR's and anything else that came down the pike. Breakfast in the grey Dog on Carmine street, a late lunch in Walkers , started the drinking in the Prince Street Lounge at 10:00 a.m., with stops along the way including the aforementioned EAR INN and Fanellis......did not make it up to Petes unfortunately, next time we shall start there just to be sure.