Jimmy's Corner...44th Street, Manhattan.

After a day of navigation the construction on the I-95 corridor between Providence and NYC, we finally made it to Midtown Manhattan. The euphoria of scoring Daily Show tickets gave way to gut-wrenching defeat after discovering that tapings are WAYYYYYYYY overbooked. We were in line behind another couple hundred or so people who didn't make the cut. Only thing to do was gun down some BBQ at Virgil's, then head next door to a classic New York City dive.



Jimmy used to be a trainer for Muhammad Ali, and right behind the bar, in the above picture, there's a great picture of him with The Champ. Jimmy was there the night we were sucking back multiple Rolling Rocks....Jimmy doesn't say a whole lot...distracts him from the video poker machine.

Great bar....GREAT jukebox. Lots of Stax, Sinatra, and old soul stuff I hadn't heard in years. Friendly staff, and easygoing clientele, for the most part, including a couple from Ireland who were on their first trip to the States. Talking to a few of the locals, and they all lamented that these places are dying off quickly, as evidenced by the ESPN Zone a couple blocks west, and the overpriced franchise Drinky McGoodtimey places that you can't seem to avoid.