Did you notice a slight disturbance in the force tonight? It may have been just a china-rattling quiver, depending on your proximity to Manhattan, but it was definitely there. I can explain: it was Vincent’s birthday celebration. The wackos were surely out, and not just in our group. Walking from the 6 train to the east side, I caught up with Andie and Eric who were speaking about local real estate with a woman I’d never seen before and whom I assumed they knew. After she walked away, just before we entered the Pinetree Lodge, Andie and Eric revealed that the woman had been a complete stranger who had noticed them contemplating a nice leaded glass window on an apartment building door and that she’d sidled up to them and started pitching the neighborhood and various buildings exactly as if she was a broker. But she wasn’t; she was just a New Yorker.
Anyway, Pinetree is nice. As Megan says, “it’s nearby, cheap and you can drink outside.” I would add that they have numerous animal heads mounted to their walls, including a moose you can accidentally hit your head on, as well as Big Buck Hunter, which almost but not quite makes up for the fact that their jukebox selection sucks.