We'll Open Up a Restaurant In Sante Fe....
Sunday night was a lot of fun. Stacey and Pete let me in on the secret that the four of us (Mandy would round that group out) were going out for fancy cocktails (which is right in my wheelhouse) at the Downtowner Woodfire Grill and then off the Ordway to see Rent. The best part of the secret is that we all walk in to dinner looking rather nice, eat out good food, have nice cocktails (which for me means Heineken on tap), and leave. On the way out, the hostess says "are you guys attending Rent tonight?" All of us being terrible liars, we shout "NO" and leave. Mandy, of course, sees right through this and our cover was blown. A secret that had been kept by me and Stacey and a few others for over a week and a half was blown 10 minutes before the event was to go down. Awesome.
If you've never seen Rent, you should--even the movie does it some justice. It probably meant a lot more 6-7 years ago, but the music is very good and the characters are very believable and you can empathize with all of them. Very good all the way around. Enough about that.
Hands down, the highlight of the evening came after the show, when we went to Axel's Bonfire on Grand. Once, probably 4 years ago while hanging out at Chang O'Hara's, a friend's girlfriend told us that it was time for us to grow up and graduate to bars like Bonfire rather than hanging out at places like Chang's and Billy's. I still laugh every time that's brought up. Anyway, with Stacey and Mandy in the bathroom, Pete and I stand in the entryway and wait to be seated. To the right of the entryway is a small, open-air lobby, furnished with a couple of couches for people to sit on if they have to wait. On these couches were three blank blackboards, used for the daily specials, with a huge bucket of chalk right there. Harmlessly, Pete draws a small flower on the chalkboard. As he's finishing up his handiwork, a server with the most nasally voice ever heard approaches us and says: "Are you serious? How do you even do that?" And before we could reply, she says "table for two, boys?" So of course, I'm automatically put off by this woman and the bar itself. We sit down, Mandy and Stacey rejoin us, and we proceed to be fairly loud in a place that doesn't have very many people to beging with. We were kind of shit-talking the waitress for how she handled Flowergate, and the manager overheard us and came to apologize. We realized that it was time to let it go, so we're like "no big deal, our fault, etc." So the bill comes, Pete puts it on his card, and we leave a cash tip. On the line were one normally leaves a tip, Pete drew the same flower he drew on the chalkboard. It was awesome.
After that, we went to Fern's and I of course got sick. Because I'm good like that.
If you've never seen Rent, you should--even the movie does it some justice. It probably meant a lot more 6-7 years ago, but the music is very good and the characters are very believable and you can empathize with all of them. Very good all the way around. Enough about that.
Hands down, the highlight of the evening came after the show, when we went to Axel's Bonfire on Grand. Once, probably 4 years ago while hanging out at Chang O'Hara's, a friend's girlfriend told us that it was time for us to grow up and graduate to bars like Bonfire rather than hanging out at places like Chang's and Billy's. I still laugh every time that's brought up. Anyway, with Stacey and Mandy in the bathroom, Pete and I stand in the entryway and wait to be seated. To the right of the entryway is a small, open-air lobby, furnished with a couple of couches for people to sit on if they have to wait. On these couches were three blank blackboards, used for the daily specials, with a huge bucket of chalk right there. Harmlessly, Pete draws a small flower on the chalkboard. As he's finishing up his handiwork, a server with the most nasally voice ever heard approaches us and says: "Are you serious? How do you even do that?" And before we could reply, she says "table for two, boys?" So of course, I'm automatically put off by this woman and the bar itself. We sit down, Mandy and Stacey rejoin us, and we proceed to be fairly loud in a place that doesn't have very many people to beging with. We were kind of shit-talking the waitress for how she handled Flowergate, and the manager overheard us and came to apologize. We realized that it was time to let it go, so we're like "no big deal, our fault, etc." So the bill comes, Pete puts it on his card, and we leave a cash tip. On the line were one normally leaves a tip, Pete drew the same flower he drew on the chalkboard. It was awesome.
After that, we went to Fern's and I of course got sick. Because I'm good like that.
posted by Zach Brown at 1:45 PM
5 Comments:
It was one of the best evenings I've had in a very long time. I don't think that I'll be going into Bonfire anytime soon.
Last time I went to the Bonfire the wacky bartender decided to have a coaster fight with the kooky waiter. Wacky bartender whipped a coaster as hard as he could, and hit me square in the forehead from approximately 3 feet away. I was pretty much the only guy at the bar, and they still managed to crank me right in the globe. They should change the name to Massengills on Grand because everyone in there is a douche bag.
oh, those crazy antics of the zany waitstaff--that's personality, baby!
Seriously though, Pete. How could you even do that?
What can I say, it's a gift.
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