"Ask someone to characterize a quintessential, somewhat-snobby beer bar, and they’ll inadvertently describe Proletariat every time. It’s extremely dark and full of framed cartoon drawings, there’s a tiny chalkboard of the daily-changing draft list, and the East Village space is about as wide as an Amtrak train car. Not to mention, most people in here look like they spent a summer in Vermont preserving maple syrup lines and learning how to grow malt." - Hannah Albertine, Bryan Kim, Matt Tervooren
Noah Devereaux