A plaque remaining from the Big Apple Night Club at West 135th Street and Seventh Avenue in Harlem.

Above, a 1934 plaque from the Big Apple Night Club at West 135th Street and Seventh Avenue in Harlem. Discarded as trash in 2006. Now a Popeyes fast food restaurant on Google Maps.

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Entry from December 30, 2014
“It’s happy hour somewhere”

“It’s happy hour somewhere” is a jocular excuse for drinking that has been printed on many posters. “It must be happy hour somewhere in the world” was cited in a 1987 play. “It’s always happy hour somewhere” was cited in 1997.
Similar sayings include “It’s five o’clock somewhere” (it’s time for an alcoholic drink), “Putting vodka in my juice, because it’s Russia somewhere,” “It’s breakfast time somewhere” (it’s time to eat breakfast foods, such as cereal) and “I eat cake because it’s somebody’s birthday somewhere.”
Google Books
Jacob’s Ladder
By Barbara Graham
New York, NY: Dramatists Play Service
Pg. 39:
ANNIE. Not quite. It’s nine o’clock in the morning.
LEONA. It must be happy hour somewhere in the world. Borneo or some godforsaken place.
Google Books
Prairie Hardball
By Alison Gordon
Toronto, ON: McClelland & Stewart
Pg. 130:
“It’s not even five yet,” I said.
She shrugged.
“With the time difference, it’s happy hour in Toronto.”
“It’s always happy hour somewhere,” I said.
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Porch Bartender??
Jacque Whaley
I’ts Happy Hour somewhere! Give me a shot!!
Google Groups: rec.motorcycles.harley
tank range
A couple of pints of stout (I know it’s happy hour somewhere) for the 2 Rob’s while we ponder this.
Google Books
Alcoholica Esoterica:
A Collection of Useful and Useless Information As It Relates to the History and Consumption of All Manner of Booze

By Ian Lendler
London: Michael Joseph
Pg. 2:
“It’s always happy hour somewhere in the world, the rest is just good timing. ” —ANONYMOUS
Google Books
CloudDancer’s Alaskan Chronicles
By CloudDancer (Gary J. Bakewell)
Lincoln, NE: iUniverse
Pg. ? (Chapter 5):
It’s Always Happy Hour Somewhere!!
it’s always happy hour somewhere in the world.
3:23 PM - 21 Mar 2007
Jeff Siarto
It’s happy hour somewhere 😊
1:39 PM - 6 Apr 2007
Google Books
Down the Road of Life

By Judy Kay
Bloomington, IN: iUniverse
Pg. 12:
She stopped by a roadside restaurant, (truck stop) as she saw a sign “Happy Hour SomeWhere” as the light was blinking off and on to light up the darkest of the night.

Posted by Barry Popik
New York CityFood/Drink • Tuesday, December 30, 2014 • Permalink

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