The weather was against the bandidas on Wed night so we decided to stay close to Canton. Hudson Street Bar & Grill has just re-opened (again) so we started there. I don't remember much about the old Hudson Street, but it looks great inside now. Everything is modern and spacious. They have a bunch of different beers and a great deal on a beer tasting. 5 mini drafts for $5, which you can't beat considering there's a beer on the list (Aventinus) that's $6 for a pint by itself. We thought we'd be really sneaky and order two of the $6 beers in our tasting, but they are too clever for us... You can't double up. But otherwise, a great deal and we were sufficiently buzzed when we left. The kitchen wasn't open yet so we'll have to go back. And only one bathroom, but you could have eaten off the floor it was so clean!
Then onto dinner at Jack's Bistro (www.jacksbistro.net). Wed is wine specials night and we got a bottle of Rabbit Ridge for $18. We shared the mediterranean nachos and the suckling pig and egg thingy. We shared the special entree, stuffed pork tenderloin, potato pancakes and grilled salad. The bandidas are divided on the quality of the food. But as one bandida explained, we didn't necessarily have the best things on the menu, so... The service was excellent however and the bathroom was clean. And very RED. You'll know what I'm talking about when you go. We had after dinner drink at the bar at Jack's in the form of Charles Well's Banana Bread Beer. We meant to share one bottle (about 22oz) but we each ended up getting our own, natch.
As you can imagine, we discussed many important topics... Like our friend Kevin. So we thought it would be a good idea for the bandidas to go to his house, which we call the black hole. We needed more alcohol like we needed holes in our heads, but we went to his house anyway. We only overstayed our welcome by an hour, which was about as long as we were there.
It was getting late, so one of the bandidas went home to watch "Wuthering Heights." No joke... The remaining bandidas went to my house and ended up having to stay the night, you do the math. Nothing like doing the walk of shame past St. Casimir's on the first day of school!
Friday, August 29, 2008
Monday, August 18, 2008
August 15, 2008
Its Friday night and the boys are at poker! Its been a while so we got a little serious about our ride this time. So much so that I even received an email from one of the Bandidas with an agenda for the night's ride! We started at Bay Cafe (www.baycafeusa.com) for a friend's going away party. It was jam packed with 20-something singles, per usual. We had a lot of ground to cover so we didn't stay long. Yeah that's why... A side note for anyone wanting to actually EAT at the Bay Cafe... They have the best shrimp salad - hands down. But they have the worst bathrooms - hands down. Can't even begin to describe how disgusting they are...
After two coronas at Bay Cafe we headed over to Fells Point. As we were locking up the bikes in front of the Broadway City Pier, we noticed a guy actually hugging a tree. Always a good sign... We settled on Riptide by the Bay, a new "crab house" tucked between the old familiar bars on Thames. We ordered wine and the crab dip. I wanted to get the mini potato skins but they were out of them, a tell-tale sign that they're from Sysco and not made on the premises. Hmmm... The crab dip was creamy and crabby, but a little heavy on the mustard powder. The staff more than made up for it. The bartender gave us a drink on the house and JD the DJ (no joke) kept the volume of the speaker behind us lower than 1 million decibels (http://www.myspace.com/therealdjjd. Our server told us the building used to be an abandoned warehouse and, of course, that it was haunted. Me thinks a marketing ploy to get themselves booked on the Fells Point Ghost Walk circuit. Bathroom inspection revealed that they had only one stall on the first floor, but clean and like "going to your grandma's house." Just before we left we watched Michael Phelps win his 7th Gold Medal. The bar erupted in celebration and did a round of tuaca shots, natch.
After Riptide we headed to Meli (www.kalismeli.com), another new restaurant on Thames owned by the people who run Kali's Court and Mezze. Now I've had mixed experiences at Kali's and Mezze. I once went to Kali's with my husband and the waitress wouldn't bring us any more bread because she didn't want us to "spoil our meal." But on the other hand, the Bandidas went to Mezze once and when we asked them to call us a cab at the end of the night, they sent us home in a limo! So I was particularly interested in how this was going to pan out. Unfortunatly the waiter at Meli was a total snob and treated us like Americans in Paris. But on the other hand, the bathrooms* were phenomenal, the food was excellent (beef carpaccio and lobster mac n cheese - yum!) and the atmosphere was fantastic - like an old 1920s lounge, which had a little stage in the corner where I envisioned a sultry singer in a sequin dress atop a baby grand. One of the Bandidas envisioned it being like a cabaret in France where she once saw a woman in a glass tank swimming naked with snakes: "I'd do that, but I'd wear a swimsuit..." Huh?! That Meli-tini must have gone straight to her head?!
So why did we think it was a good idea to go to the Horse You Came In On Saloon (www.thehorselive.com)? We're the Bandidas...
The Horse lived up to its reputation. We were the only females in the joint and of course we found it necessary to dance in front of the two-man band, which inevitably lead to being hit on by just about every dude in the bar. I ended up talking to "Russell" most of the time we were there. He was very elusive about the type of work he did and almost implied that he was a spy. How original... I was a little suspicious that he was lying (no!) because he didn't happen to "spy" my wedding ring, which would have "clued" him in that I was a waste of his time. After one of the Bandidas was groped on the dance floor, we decided to call it a night and head back to Canton.
A very successful night for the Bandidas! Tune in next time!
*The bathrooms in Meli have an interesting concept. Ever wonder why men are so quick in the bathroom? Because they don't wash their hands! At Meli, men and women have seperate bathrooms, but the sinks are all in one area. So no more getting by the wash basin without a woman seeing you! Brilliant!
After two coronas at Bay Cafe we headed over to Fells Point. As we were locking up the bikes in front of the Broadway City Pier, we noticed a guy actually hugging a tree. Always a good sign... We settled on Riptide by the Bay, a new "crab house" tucked between the old familiar bars on Thames. We ordered wine and the crab dip. I wanted to get the mini potato skins but they were out of them, a tell-tale sign that they're from Sysco and not made on the premises. Hmmm... The crab dip was creamy and crabby, but a little heavy on the mustard powder. The staff more than made up for it. The bartender gave us a drink on the house and JD the DJ (no joke) kept the volume of the speaker behind us lower than 1 million decibels (http://www.myspace.com/therealdjjd. Our server told us the building used to be an abandoned warehouse and, of course, that it was haunted. Me thinks a marketing ploy to get themselves booked on the Fells Point Ghost Walk circuit. Bathroom inspection revealed that they had only one stall on the first floor, but clean and like "going to your grandma's house." Just before we left we watched Michael Phelps win his 7th Gold Medal. The bar erupted in celebration and did a round of tuaca shots, natch.
After Riptide we headed to Meli (www.kalismeli.com), another new restaurant on Thames owned by the people who run Kali's Court and Mezze. Now I've had mixed experiences at Kali's and Mezze. I once went to Kali's with my husband and the waitress wouldn't bring us any more bread because she didn't want us to "spoil our meal." But on the other hand, the Bandidas went to Mezze once and when we asked them to call us a cab at the end of the night, they sent us home in a limo! So I was particularly interested in how this was going to pan out. Unfortunatly the waiter at Meli was a total snob and treated us like Americans in Paris. But on the other hand, the bathrooms* were phenomenal, the food was excellent (beef carpaccio and lobster mac n cheese - yum!) and the atmosphere was fantastic - like an old 1920s lounge, which had a little stage in the corner where I envisioned a sultry singer in a sequin dress atop a baby grand. One of the Bandidas envisioned it being like a cabaret in France where she once saw a woman in a glass tank swimming naked with snakes: "I'd do that, but I'd wear a swimsuit..." Huh?! That Meli-tini must have gone straight to her head?!
So why did we think it was a good idea to go to the Horse You Came In On Saloon (www.thehorselive.com)? We're the Bandidas...
The Horse lived up to its reputation. We were the only females in the joint and of course we found it necessary to dance in front of the two-man band, which inevitably lead to being hit on by just about every dude in the bar. I ended up talking to "Russell" most of the time we were there. He was very elusive about the type of work he did and almost implied that he was a spy. How original... I was a little suspicious that he was lying (no!) because he didn't happen to "spy" my wedding ring, which would have "clued" him in that I was a waste of his time. After one of the Bandidas was groped on the dance floor, we decided to call it a night and head back to Canton.
A very successful night for the Bandidas! Tune in next time!
*The bathrooms in Meli have an interesting concept. Ever wonder why men are so quick in the bathroom? Because they don't wash their hands! At Meli, men and women have seperate bathrooms, but the sinks are all in one area. So no more getting by the wash basin without a woman seeing you! Brilliant!
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