SUNDAY: I don't like brunch, and I don't love Bloody Marys. (Ramos Gin Fizz is my morning drink.) But if you're fond of both, the East Village's Prune has a variation of the classic morning drink (vodka, gin, tequila, aquavit, etc.) to suit your mood. Me, I'd head uptown to Molly's Shebeen—possibly the best Irish pub in the city—ignore the brunch menu and its offer of an inclusive mimosa, and order the classic Shepherd's Pie from the lunch menu. And a Guinness. Finally, if Sunday means football to you, there are any number of bars in town dedicated to the specific team you champion. I follow the Green Bay Packers. For that, there's Kettle of Fish in the Village, or Mad River Bar & Grill on Third Avenue. I marginally prefer the latter, because three years back the owners got in trouble for illegally smuggling in the Wisconsin craft ale Spotted Cow, made by the New Glarus Brewing Company. Now, that's dedication.