Bez earned every last drop of the case of beer coming her way. And my new roommate went from the typical bachelor empty refrigerator to living with someone who has fifteen different types of baking chocolate on hand at all times. Of course, I'm eating out this first week.
Ginger. In celebration of my first night in Brooklyn, her and I went out drinking-I know, you're not surprised. And true to our broke-ness, our first stop was Alligator Lounge II. Yes, my first Brooklyn meal consisted of a $1 pizza with mushrooms with a pint of blueberry beer. Not elegant, not sophisticated, and completely up my alley.
Alligator Lounge II
113 Greenpoint Avenue
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