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The only thing this
place is a remedy for is insomnia. And that damn waterfall on the
back wall had me running for the bathroom every five minutes. The
only nice part about being alone in the bar was that we had no trouble
getting drinks from the pleasant bartender or programming the weak,
touchscreen jukebox. Speaking of those stupid jukeboxes (which really
have no business being called jukeboxes), it really pisses me off
that they'll have, like, three decent albums in there, but only allow
you to choose from two or three tracks from each album. It's just
frustrating and unfair! So, all I remember from this place is wallowing
around in semi-darkness with a couple friends as our voices softly
echoed off the nicely sponge-painted walls. Everything else I've read
about this place makes it sound like our night was atypical in terms
of the happy hour crowds, but maybe they had just failed a health
inspection or something. We certainly don't feel any ill will towards
this joint, but it didn't provide us much to crow about. It's a well-decorated
place, but we'd imagine that if it did get crowded, the thin set-up
of the bar space would provide for an annoying experience. Of course,
we're just projecting (something that we're excellent at here at The
Survey), but if you have to be stuck in this boring-ass neighborhood
after work, and you have a high tolerance for boredom and/or bores,
then check yourself in to Remedy and drink your tears away. [MF]
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