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Hide the babies, lock
up the women and get your daughters to a nunnery or something, I'm
gonna drop the "s" bomb... SERENDIPITY. That's right, I
said it; that word that makes mothers and fathers quake with fear
and trepidation. After all, how do children learn about sex and everything
else in this world? They come across it accidentally--just the way
we stumbled across this bizarro joint on a rainy night while killing
some time before seeing a play. The subterranean space is tight and
littered with beer signs, a pool table and a weird local crowd that
included an asthmatic old lady, a dreadlocked Rasta dude, some goofy
college kids, a tattooed guy who looked like a gas station attendant
and us. While we felt like we might be crashing the local's party,
they were extremely nice and hospitable, even closing the window after
my companion looked like she might be getting a little chill (as in
cold). Sure the place is a dive, and isn't going to win any awards
for cool, but as a stop off on a weeknight, or even a nice, local
spot to grab a couple beers on the weekend, you could certainly do
worse. [MF]
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