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| - Sometimes life hits you hard, leaving you in chaos for weeks upon weeks, making you feel like maybe your friends no longer care about you, making you feel like nothing will get better, making you feel completely isolated from the world around you.
When this happened, and oh how it did, I had to reach out to a friend who has known me for decades. This preamble may seem excessive, but I found myself at Drink out of necessity, and Drink delivered exactly what I needed.
As I drove to Drink for the first time, I was worried that it would be like all of the other Brooklyn townie bars that I passed on my way: flashing neon in the windows illuminating the haze from smokers, Bud Light on tap and PBR in cans, a slight stickiness to the bar. I'm not saying there's anything wrong with townie bars, but I didn't need a townie bar. Drink was what I needed: quiet and classy with a high-shine 360 bar gleaming in the middle of the room, nooks and crannies for private conversations, and local brews on tap. The light was dim, and the music was mellow enough that I don't even remember it (was there music?).
I spent at least two hours sipping on a deep, dark, rich, chocolately Mexican porters and sharing conversation. The bartender was friendly and chatty, explaining what they had one tap and offering suggestions, but let us have our privacy when we needed it, and we clearly did: we stayed near to closing time.
I look forward to coming back to Drink, though ideally in higher spirits, to try more of their beers, sample the food (didn't get to try it my first time), and soak up the relaxing ambiance. This place is truly a diamond in the rough.
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