Unfortunately you can't find anything on the Mississippi like this right now.
Would be nice though
Unfortunately you can't find anything on the Mississippi like this right now.
I about got killed in Fred's Back Door Lounge circa 1979. Good times!Fred’s Dry Dock in Tally, Bogarts in Waynesville, or The Oyster House in Asheville.
Excessive drinking or fighting? Maybe both.I about got killed in Fred's Back Door Lounge circa 1979. Good times!
Definitely both. From what I remember, that night it was screwdrivers with the orange juice barely coloring the vodka.Excessive drinking or fighting? Maybe both.
In those days, House likker was 60 cents a drink, and not a measured pour by any stretch of the imagination. They waved the coke over the glass on the way past it.
We were drinking Wild Turkey back then, and a “call” brand like that cost a buck and a dime.
Whoo, it was big boy drinking there.
Excessive drinking or fighting? Maybe both.
In those days, House likker was 60 cents a drink, and not a measured pour by any stretch of the imagination. They waved the coke over the glass on the way past it.
We were drinking Wild Turkey back then, and a “call” brand like that cost a buck and a dime.
Whoo, it was big boy drinking there.
He’s lucky he wasn’t on the downhill side of the building. That could a been a long way down.I mostly drank the Flight Fuel there. No idea what was in it, other than a damn lot of booze & not much else. I've mentioned it in the past, but a buddy of mine left there late one night, got in his car that was parked by Wataburger, put the car in drive instead of reverse, and smashed into the side of the building, putting a great big dent in it. Popped it in reverse & hauled ass.
A few other buddies were inside Wataburger & said it sounded like a bomb went off.
Key West brother. It's there.
I didn't know there was a HB in Destin. I learned something today. Time to drink.Yeah, I just Googled it and apparently Hog's Breath Cozumel closed about five years ago,.. Hog's Breath currently has operations at your Key West location and in Destin...
I walked over to the Liquor store side one night to talk to a buddy working there. He was deep into a confrontation with a massive Cuban cat right when I showed up. I thought he was being robbed at first, but later found out the guy was pissed about being called out for a fake ID.Definitely both. From what I remember, that night it was screwdrivers with the orange juice barely coloring the vodka.
In the spirit of World Travel, since we can't go anywhere fun for a while, here are some great (albeit touristy) pubs of Europe...
The Hofbrauhaus in Munich:
Delirium Cafe/Delirium Village, in Brussels:
King's Head Pub, in Galway:
The Prague Beer Museum, Prague:
Forgot London...The Blackfriar:
The Soggy Dollar Bar, Jost Van Dyke; originator of the Painkiller
I thought Prague had the best beer...until I went to Munich...then I went to Brussels.
No comparison...the best beer in the world, excluding the US (and maybe including it too) is in Belgium.
Fred’s Dry Dock in Tally, Bogarts in Waynesville, or The Oyster House in Asheville.
Oh yeah, I stop by for an oyster stout and from time to time an oyster shooter with vodka. The food there is quite good as well. Old school feel to the place.The Oyster House is still around and in fact makes their own oyster stout. I stop there every time I spend more than an hour or two in Asheville.
I had never heard of Fred's in Tally, it must have been gone before I got there. The dive I went to most often, probably twice a week when I was at FSU, was Poor Paul's Pourhouse with the Leon Pub, the Palace Saloon, Pockets and the now closed Calico Jack's being for special occasions.
I walked over to the Liquor store side one night to talk to a buddy working there. He was deep into a confrontation with a massive Cuban cat right when I showed up. I thought he was being robbed at first, but later found out the guy was pissed about being called out for a fake ID.
Mike pulled out a shovel handle of all things from behind the counter and cracked the guy across his head, breaking the handle, which only made the guy more angry.
Mike was about to get broken in half when he calmly pointed his pistola at the dude. Cat calmly walked off and left. Yikes.
The stories from that joint and the sister place The Dry Dock were legendary.
I never made it into Kens, but knew some guys who were regulars prior to that timeframe. I was around Tally only infrequently by then.
IYKYK
But circa 1999-2002
I won a lot of money on the pool tables there.
IYKYK
But circa 1999-2002
I won a lot of money on the pool tables there.
Oh yeah, I stop by for an oyster stout and from time to time an oyster shooter with vodka. The food there is quite good as well. Old school feel to the place.
Bogarts is still at it in Waynesville as well. The food there is pretty good for the price point, but the bar is kinda off from it’s prime years.
It is probably a good thing that Fred’s has gone the way of the great pterodactyl. It was from another day and time of responsibility.
As to the others on your list, I had a Monday Lowenbrau Club tee shirt from Poor Paul’s that allowed me $1 draft on Monday afternoons. We would wear out the pool table and darts. “Pointier points prohibit piss poor performance” or something like that read one of the signs by the boards. Tell us about the light outside of the ladies room, if you remember.
We used to get into huge can tossing fights at the Palay, AKA the Palace. Teams would stack up massive beer can pyramids as they racked up purchases thru the night. Opposing teams would attempt to knock down pyramids with bombing tosses of cans from across the room. I can remember driving by during the day and seeing aluminum scroungers filling the back of pickups from the dumpsters. The smell of that place... funky carpet, stale beer, old cigarettes, sweat,... I can still conjure it up.
I never went to the Leon Pub or Calico Jacks. Maybe they were after my time.
Yeah, one set of dart boards was near the ladies room. Those chicks would come out all red faced after realizing they had been pranked.They still had/I believe still have the Superman penis in the ladies bathroom that if they grab it a red light and alarm goes off outside. I also remember for several years they didn't bother fixing the men's bathroom plumbing and just used ice in the troughs to pee on. Good times.
We mainly went to Poor Paul's for the free pizza, wings and subs plus the cheap pitchers and free darts. I probably could have gone Pro in the British Isles, that's how much darts we played in undergrad.
The Leon Pub isn't as old as I thought/it looks, only 1994 but somehow seemed old even when I was in college from 94-98.
You must be my age or older.Fred’s Dry Dock in Tally
Godby HS, bicentennial class of ‘76.You must be my age or older.