100th Post

Wooo hooo!!! 100th post!!

[cheer] [scream] [fireworks]

Okay, now that the celebrations are over and the crowd subsided, we can move on.

I think sundays are going to be my 'out to the bar' day. This time, it was Hero's in Fulleton, CA.

It's a nice bar, very cozy. Peanut shells on the floor (as they serve 'em oldstyle, from those cool red, white and blue bags) and the drinks very good.

As you may know, I like to go it alone to the ol' bars and taverns.. unless I'm hanging with the few friends I do have, it's all about experiencing the activities solo.

Other than the bartender not being able to serve a decent martini, it was all good. The beers on tap are numerous (over a hundred, I believe) and the food is top-notch (beef brisket sandwich for me this time).

The next time a girl starts talking to me at the bar, I'm going to ask for her number. Damn it - being the shy type doesn't help me in social situations. I could tell she wanted to talk but I wasn't really paying attention. It was the San Diego/Cleveland game, which was going pretty good.

But back to the martini. Gin martini, STIRRED not shaken VERY dry. Was it dry? No. Too much vermouth. The girls next me kept saying I should have a dirty martini. This, my friends, is sacreligious. And, I will NEVER have a dirty martini again. EVER. Between now and the day that I die I will not purposely ingest a dirty martini. There is a reason for this.

And why stirred? Because I heard it's better for gin not to be shaken as the complexity of the spirit is broken up when shaken.. so was it stirred? No. It wasn't stirred.

I couldn't drink it all, especially after the barkeep added more gin. I just couldn't. I would have fallen over if I had. But, I liked his style, his courtesy. He was a funny guy. Just enough conversation without being bothersome. That's a good bartender.

Bill came out to thirty bucks. I gave him a 10 dollar tip.

Are you still stuck on that reason? None of your business. :-)