He would do shots of Cutty Sark and chase it down with a little glass of beer. Shot, chaser, shot, chaser, repeat, repeat, repeat, repeat, repeat, repeat... You get the idea. Good old "Five Corners Pub" in College Point was one of his favorite watering holes. It's still there, 30 years later. We drove past it the other week, while in New York. We're in the habit of stopping at a pizzeria where I would eat as a kid in the seventies- Copolla Restaurant on 14th Avenue, down the street from Five Corners. To die for, their pizza. Worth the pit stop. Well worth it. One day I'll stop into Five Corners too and have a shot of Cutty Sark and chase it down with a small glass of beer, shitty beer like Pabst Blue Ribbon or Schlitz. I'll go in there and probably see the same haggard faces from 25-30 years ago and tell them "Charlie" says hello. Cheers.