The New York Times focuses our hung-over eyes in the direction of a disturbing trend: those bastard people who order dinner at the bar. (We've seen them too, and we hate them.) It's becoming commonplace for restaurant bars to be filled with people ordering three course meals, leaving no bar space for those of us trying to get hammered. This is reprehensible! Need we order unnecessary and sobering food just to rest our pints on the bar?
Bartender, There's An Olive In My Soup [NYT]