Holy Happy Hour: Drop Off Service
Don't you just hate it when nicknames stick?
You bring an egg salad sandwhich to your internship ONCE and suddenly the entire office now refers to you as "Egg-Boy". You can take comfort in the fact that sometimes even your local watering hole has to answer to lame-ass nicknames.
Originally a run-down laundromat, when this establishment was undergoing renovation, its owners just couldn't seem to remove the "Drop Off Service" line etched into the front window. Locals took notice, and before this poor bar could even choose a name for itself, it had been permenantly dubbed Drop Off Service. Sucks to suck.
Whatever, all the bastards that pigeonholed Drop Off Service sure aren't laughing now, they're emptying their pockets here every night, as this place is bonafide East Village royalty. Their claim to fame? One hell-of-a happy hour.
Everyday, from opening until 8:00pm, all wine, cocktails, and beer on tap run for a mere $3 a pop.
Yeahhhhhhhhhhhhhh.........thank me l8er.
The draught selection boasts over 30 craft brews with a deep showing of Belgain, British and German beer. The owner's wife is super wine savvy and has cultivated a cutting-edge selection of the finest vino. The cocktails aren't half-bad either and there's hard cider on tap as well if you're into that.
While you're guzzling pints among pals make sure to feed a few quarters in the jukebox, its got everything from Elvis to Pearl Jam (not to mention its one of the few functioning jukeboxes in the East Village). Also feel free to peruse your Seamless and order food, Drop Off has no kitchen, but welcomes take-out orders with open arms.
Speaking of open arms, Drop Off's crowd is so diverse that absolutely any old Joe-off-the-street could stroll in and be welcomed by people of his kind. Alphabet City hipsters, NYU frat boys, Stuy-Town recent grads, older proffessionals, expats, and in-the-know tourists are among the scores of people you'll find on any given day within this bar.
If you have no interest in mingling, take a date here. There's a back room that radiates the ideal amount of intimate atmoshphere, without giving off the "I want to get laid" vibe. Now that I actually think about it, I had a positively lovely first-date here two summers ago. #RIPJonathan #GoneButNeverForgotten
Last but not least, make sure you have cash on you. There is an ATM inside, but they only accept American Express and there's a $25 card mimimum so plan wisely. And by plan wisely, I mean save room for post-bar pizza, there is the most divine dollar slice shop around the corner.