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Shaun Clancy himself was tending bar for the first hour, along with his son Ryan. That's an event that happens about as frequently as Congress actually doing something constructive.
|The PubScout, Demian Knott and John Mooney|
Foley's, a bitter cold two-block walk from Penn Station on this night, is known for its warm, friendly atmosphere, but it is becoming known increasingly for the quantity and quality of its beer lists, both bottled and on draft. That combination--and the cause-- made the Arctic Walk worth it.
|Rob, L. and Kaz, R.|
The night being bitter, The PubScout was in a malty mood, so Left Hand Nitro Stout was followed by the Dirty Bastard and then Three Philosophers. Kaz had Abita Turbo Dog, the Plasma and Abita's AndyGator, a Helles Doppelbock, while Rob enjoyed a Leffe Blond, a Troeg's Perpetual IPA, the Plasma and Breckinridge Vanilla Porter.
While you're waiting, amble over to Foley's ( a picture of which is in the dictionary next to the term "Sports Bar") and enjoy the ambience of a classic NYC pub which is well on its way to being a worthy player in the craft beer arena.
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