3rd and Long
Written by Steve Mendelsohn
Name: 3rd and Long
Location: 35th and 3rd (directly across the street from my house)
Date visited: January 23nd, 2010
Bar number: 15
Price of Guinness: $6; I think, I paid 6 for a Blue Moon, but I shoulda got a Magic Hat
Rating: 3.5/5
I like 3rd and Long. They have decent beer specials (not on Saturday nights when I went though, sad face), they let you bring your own food (they dont have a kitchen) and its right across the street from my house. Jeff and I stopped in after we realized it was the best of the non-douchey bars in Murray Hill that was crowded.
Now, I dont want this blog to become a livejournal or a diary of my dating/girl experiences, but I found a girl at this bar who was a 5 out of 5 on the sugar gumdrop and candy cane scale (You know, for hand holding and snuggling purposes). She seemed to like me, her friend not so much and in fact told me she was gonna punch me in the face after I took one too many shots at the lack of talent possessed by Lady Gaga (or as her friend called her, just GAGA). This girl was really cool, lived in Williamsburg, and was extremely pretty. Normally, I never have the confidence to walk over and just start talking to a girl, but this girl was really cute, yet approachable at the same time. Anyways, we kind of hit it off, but the entire time we were talking I could tell there was something that didn't feel right…
I'm sure this happens to lots of people when you’re out at bars. You're trying to guess the other persons age without directly asking, so you start using context clues to figure it out.
Like she mentioned how she loved a certain song her freshman year, or danced to it at prom. I was in middle school during all of these songs, so I started to pick up that she might be a little bit older. When I mentioned a song that I liked while in college, she also picked up on it and asked me how old I was… uh oh… busted… I just turned 23, but in my head still believe I'm more like 17. She was 28. Damn. After that she “conveniently” had to visit her other friend at another bar. Whatever. Atleast her friend didnt punch me in the face.
PS, for being a fireman bar, drinks get kinda pricey on Saturday nights at 3rd and Long. Still a decent place if you want to grind with the bouncers though, ladies.
Bars left to visit: 185
