New Yorkers have a million reasons why they shouldn't celebrate the 4th of July weekend out on the eastern fringes of Long Island: the horrendous traffic, the surplus of horrendous bankers, the fact that the locals (yes, people actually live there year-round) don't want you to visit, the possibility of being run over outside a nightclub by an egomaniacal, SUV-driving peroxide blond publicist, the possibility of being perved on by Hamptons resident and Christie Brinkley ex Peter Cook, just to name a few. But here's the most compelling reason to stay home: not having to spend the cost of an entire restaurant meal on a single beverage.