Bar Shots: Smith Street, April 11, 2008

Camp

While populated, it wasn't uncomfortably crowded and we even managed to snag a carved wooden table in the center of the room with exactly enough seats. Brooklyn rules. 

While the overall vibe was relaxed and on the quiet side (even Big Buck Hunter went without a single gamer), in true camp fashion, there were a few cliques of yakking gals peppered throughout, regaling the rest of the bar with girly exclamations. "He was my first make-out in college!" being the loudest and most emphatic.