You’ve heard of them. You may have seen them—pet them even. But to be certain, you have lived under their ever present shadow of doom. Bwog speaks of cats. And not just any cats, but the cats that live in the grocery stores, bars, and coffee shops of our dear neighborhood. You know you’ve spent hours in Butler looking at stupid cat pictures/videos, so read a little about the feline overlords of 10027.
As indie as the average Hungarian customer, the Hungarian cat leads a life of quiet (and ironic) desperation. The cat is rumored to avoid phonies, and approaches only those who have read Pablo Neruda in the original Spanish. Better leave that Twilight and Shel Silverstein at home. This cat wants to hand roll a cigarette and talk some Nietzsche.
The grey and skinny Milano cat is very friendly, but you must approach slowly and in plain sight. After living in a cramped shop with 4-6 giant gourmet sandwich makers, the cat is understandably very quick to get out of your way if you are walking towards it. The cat can usually be found peering out from behind the cheese section, but has been known to venture as far out as the bread roll case.
Patrick Ryan’s Cat(La Salle and Broadway)
This cat lives a dangerous life, and is thus rarely seen. Patrick Ryan’s is that place where you go and get way too drunk and always plan on going back but–let’s be honest–is too far North. The Patrick Ryan’s cat dodges trashed regulars and ventures outside into the dark alleyways and cold streets.
Morton Williams Cat
Not much is known about this cat, but it is probably expired and overpriced.