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Brandy Library

25 North Moore St

New York, NY 10013

The name pretty much implies it all. It is nothing like anywhere I've ever been. This is the opposite of a college bar in the basement of a dilapidated building serving communial drinks out of a bowl. You know what I'm talking about ahem 'the rat' ahem . It was refined. Leather chairs. Dark mahogony shelves. A bartender with suspenders and an arm band. It's like an old time gentlemen's bar. The problem remains: I can't drink, nor do I wish to sit and "enjoy" a great whisky. I didn't want to blow my spot and tell them that the only whisky's were taken shot style (once in a boot shaped shotglass). So, I figure I would experience the experience - partake in the old age tradition of having a real drink. I asked my fellow drinkers who are huge fans of the "BL" what I should take as a beginner drink. I had an Italian scotch. I never thought I'd ever say that. But my first taste couldn't be described better than with the word: brutal. It was shocking, warm, thick, and burned. It burned my lips, tongue, cheeks, and throat...basically everything. It was pretty vile - not really my style. Not saying it its bad. I guess it really is an acquired taste. On a positive note - it was really fancy and the food was pretty tasty.