Grace O'Mally's Whisky Chapel is the First Bar I Went to In Jersey City

When I came here one day after working at We Work Chelsea, for the first time on the train and on my own. I went to Grace O'Mally's. $@719 had asked me to come over to sleep at his place. He was still at work and though I'd never actually walked to his restaurant from the train, I was actually still a little bit drunk from the Happy Hour I was coming from. So, in many ways, I was practicing sensory deprivation. Meaning that with my inihibitions lowered and my mind quiet, I was able to find my way there in the way only my little autistic mind could. I found my way right in front of his restaurant without even trying. He tweaked of course because he never fully understood that I am autistic. He always thought I was saying it for fun. But he was like "ahhh my employees are gonna see, here's the keys to the house, but wait 45 min because my dad is there right now." So, I waited 45 min at Grace O'Mally's for his dad to leave. They actually gave me my drink for free. The second time I came here, was the month I moved here. The owner told my father that he looks like Russel Wilson.