I went back to d.b.a. for the Cookies & Booze IV event this week. I had only visited the place once before, approxmiately five years ago, on a LES pub crawl with my girlfriend (now wife) and my sister and her husband. We were drunk, it was late, and I barely remember it. I recall, between shots of tequila, my sister mentioning that she and her husband had started trying to conceive a child, and that weekend was the first time she started to believe she was actually pregnant. She then ordered another drink.
Anyway, this time around, we wandered in around 6:30 and made a bee-line to the back room, which is more or less a covered patio. The atmosphere is pretty good, despite the lack of climate control (either too hot or too cold, most of the evening) and the upstairs neighbors raining birdseed on the patio roof, enticing dozens of fat, clumsy pigeons to descend on the plastic roof, sounding like so much hail And pooping. Yes, the birds were pooping. In spite of that, it was nice to sit in the almost outside and stare at the old church wall in the back of the place.
Service was good! Our one waitress managed to keep drinks in our hands most of the night. Everyone I had to deal with was friendly and efficient, and I'm reasonably certain I got larger pints of beer than I'd ordered. The beer selection, by the way, is diverse and well-managed. The menu even lists out how long the beer has been on tap, so you can judge the relative freshness of the beer. That's a new experience for me in NYC. Usually, I'm happy to find out that the taps are ever cleaned.
The negatives are that the men's room was really atrocious, the drinks are just slightly overpriced, and I think there is a lack of general seating in the main area. When I drink, I like to sit around rather than stand around. And the main area of the bar can get full rather quickly. Additionally, two people might take over a table for four or six and not move for ages. The men's room reminded me of bad dive bars or sketchy concert clubs, where you have to fight the cockroaches for the last scraps of toilet paper. The beer prices on their face are reasonable ($6-$8 for a pint, usually), but a lot of the pours are small, only 10oz drinks. I can get better prices for the same drinks less than three blocks away (SLAINTE, achoo!)
Oh, and my sister was pregnant, and her child turned out just spectacular. She's going to be four in July, I think, and introduces herself as "Mrs. Lightning McQueen." read more