The Bar Bathrooms of Park Slope
by Chris OpferPage 8 of 8
"Everything will be O.K! / Fuck Y'all"
Buttermilk, 577 5th AveJust a few blocks away, happy hour at Buttermilk means most of the beers on tap at Commonwealth for half the price. The penance for cheap, delicious brew is bad music. The after work soundtrack consists largely of "mash-ups" punishable by death in certain third world countries. Girl Talk's "Whiter Shade of Pale"-Lil Jon-Blackstreet-The Band piece, Beastie Boys versus the Police, some garbage over Cat Stevens; the mix and mash of performers involved in just about every track seem as incompatible as the melting pot of people who inhabit this area of the South Slope. Residents across the Slope can take comfort in these words of reassurance carved above Buttermilk's unisex toilet. Sure the oxford stroller set can be obnoxious, the tragically hip pretentious and the drunken mulletheaded women outside of Ginger's scary. Yet everything will be aces if we keep ourselves properly lubricated with booze. If not, well... what this guy said.
