They are everywhere, growing like weeds, all five Burroughs kids, and the New York Times talks about the iPhone App that will keep you crawling.  Another trend, in my oculars, that started with coldies Loreley and has since spread its wings to…yes, Williamsburg.

The Loreley locale off the Bowery was a small jammy; a neighborhood joint where birthdays and after work come downs were common place.  Take that blueprint and multiply it out the yin yang.  The result? Now, you have the massive attacks you see on the west side a la The Standard Hotel’s Biergarten and you can even take it up to Harlem’s Bier International.

Cheers, mate.

Oh well, I’ll go to these places to escape cupcakes any day of the week.

(image from Loreley’s Flkr pool)