Review: Gaslight
When The Staff Makes (Then Breaks) A Place
This review is tough for me to write. I understand that change is the only thing that remains constant in the universe, but not everything has to, right? My favorite bar in Hoboken over the past three years has been Gaslight.
That post is now vacant.
I first started going to Gaslight because it was convenient. I lived less than two blocks away and the drinks were strong. By the time I realized that Gaslight probably had the best DJ in Hoboken working on Friday and Saturday nights, I saw no reason to go anywhere else for a drink. And it eventually reached the point where the bartenders would put my drink on the bar as soon as they saw me come in. For real — I felt like Norm Peterson every time I set foot in Gaslight (and at least two of my GoOutJersey comrades benefited from this level of recognition). I don’t necessarily expect a complementary hot toddy whenever I tell a bartender that I’m a little under the weather, but it wouldn’t hurt.
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