Sometimes you need to fill the void. A break-up void = scotch and pitchers. A Thursday night rampage void = a late night slice (or three). An empty bed, roommate out of town void = booty call(s). Whatever your own issue, we expect sometime or another this summer you'll fill Spritzenhaus's colossal void and simultaneously knock another off the list above. Like you, Spritzenhaus is good at filling the cavity. Each evening with magnetic pull, the airy space overlooking McCarren park reels in passersby craning necks intending to continue past toward some other destination. Groups of tank-topped beer drinkers dangle legs around the zinc-plated bar and at communal tables while ordering sausages and pizzas to share. Considering the forecast, it's a relief the place isn't weather dependent, but even so, windows are almost always thrown open to the park, and come winter, the big fireplace will be prime stake out territory where a flannelled Williamsburgian will race to cut off his bearded and Red Winged counterpart. Spritzenhaus claims to serve a hundred beers, but at this point, only 25 are featured at any given time. That should be enough to fill some sort of void...for now.

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