Additionally: Where else can you find a
happy hour from 6 until 10
in the morning?
I don't know either.
There is something delightfully debaucherous about staying out all night (for whatever reason -- though All Freakin' Night at the {Olmpia Film Festival] is my favorite excuse) and then going at the crack of down or slightly earlier for an excessively stiff one at your local dive bar. The trick is not to linger too long on the fact that at 6:30 in the morning the bar is not just open, but open with what appears to be a motley collection of regulars. Enjoy your drink and hope that you don't end up one yourself. Heck, enjoy 2 -- at $1.25 for a stiff single you're not gonna break the bank.