Lord of the Barflies
No gold Buddhas. No undulating bamboo ceilings. Yet with his six bare-bones bars, Main Line-raised lawyer Avram Hornik is the king of sticky-floored nightlife
All of them point at one another when it comes to the line “Like you,” like it is the most hilarious line they’ve ever heard.
The song seems a little obscure for Drinker’s, but that’s common people for you: Eventually they co-opt everything from clever songs to odd herbal liqueurs to once-artsy neighborhoods. And that is not, Avram Hornik understands, a bad thing.
“I do believe there is such a thing as good people and bad people,” Hornik muses, back in his conference room, his voice for a minute dissolving into that raw cadence that indicates that either crying, or a cough, is being suppressed. “And those guys, they’re good people.”
