Been there, done that. More times than I care to admit, in fact. The option that the author fails to mention is the one I'll always opt for: hold court in another bar until the 4:00 a.m. closing time and then a quick breakfast at any of a number of diners. Then again, I'm hardly one of the "fearful suburbanites."
Posted by mikewolf at June 11, 2004 12:16 PMwusses. I'm with Mike... missed the train? Next bar. Somethin's always open.
Posted by: Daniella on June 11, 2004 01:07 PMFrom the article: 'Lobster shift?'
Since when, in NYC, has it ever been anything except 'workin' graveyards'?
Been gone too long, I guess...
Posted by: deano on June 11, 2004 05:20 PMPerhaps it's callled that because of the shiny red (i.e. lobster-like) complexions of the bombed out of their gourd suburbanites?
Posted by: Frankenstein on June 11, 2004 10:10 PMWhat a bunch of frigging wusses. You know how many 2-6 am shifts I pulled over at Penn Station back in college, back when that area was really frightening? Daddy! Come send a towncar!
Posted by: Ken Goldstein on June 12, 2004 12:08 PMHey, when's the Paul Frankenstein Memorial Blogger Bash?
Posted by: Ken Goldstein on June 13, 2004 02:13 PMIf memory (and my demand to be "in the know" on his blog) serves me right, PFrank will once again be in our midst in mid-July... I suggest someone organize a party. Someone, of course, not being me, as I don't know anyone but the three of you.
Posted by: Daniella on June 13, 2004 08:10 PM