My Local

I know that I have posted about the genuine imported English pub across town. I only go there for very special ($$) occasions. And I remember posting something about fancy beer taps two years ago. None of that applies to this place, the local saloon. What they do offer is friendly service. I’m not a regular, but after not being able to come in for a year, she still remembered my favorite bevvy, and what I liked to eat. So what sort of place is this?

It was originally a somewhat fancy pub, but that was a number of years ago. It has gotten a bit shabby over time.

It is an interesting place, there is an outside patio extension for smokers, but a certain type of smoke is prohibited.

I don’t know why this sign is necessary in the ladies, and I am not sure that I want to know.

There are no fancy beers on tap here, and please notice the fine wine selection in the cooler. The decor is the standard sort of sports bar thing: lots of televisions showing various sporting events, which no one appeared to be watching, signed athletic memorabilia, and neon signs advertising various kinds of beer. What is not visible, is that they offer great bar food. Among other things they serve green chile covered hamburgers (my favorite), beefy quesadillas, and something called “pork wings” (perhaps this is why pigs no longer fly). “Pork wings” (whatever they might be) were so popular that they were sold out on this day, perhaps I shall find out what they are on my next visit, when my political drinking group meets again next month.

One thought on “My Local”

  1. I’ve never heard of this place. We might go there sometime (when we go out again)—for the food, not the beer (since we are beer snobs).

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