Thanks to recent predictions from our groundhog friend (#welovephil), spring is just around the corner. That just means that we’re finally capable of hitting up at least two more bars after the beloved NYC institution of weekly Sunday drunch. Rather than trek through piles of snow only to plop right back into bed, explore Alphabet City a bit more and do justice to this day-drinking pilgrimage. As the motto goes: Wake up. Drank. Rinse. Repeat.