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2005-03-12 17:07:08 UTC
In the "Frozen Pizza" thread, someone suggested avoiding a certain bar
since it was dangerous. Got me thinking... might be a good topic for a
late winter thread.
What's the toughest bar you've been in?
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I don't drink much anymore. I once went to a place called Stand Up
Frank's, I think, near Broadway and Washington in N Mpls. The only
noteworthy thing that happened was some black chick said we could go
back to her place, for a price. I declined the offer.
A couple of years ago, the Reader had a story about a bar in S Mpls, on
Bloomington or somewhere. It was supposed to be a hangout for the lowest
scum of society. A friend and I drove by one night, seeking excitement,
but didn't stop. I thought I could probably enter and emerge safely, but
my friend limps pretty badly and comes off as a softy: I thought he'd
look like too big a mark. I think it's good to have a swagger, or at
least stand tall when you walk into some of these places.
It sure was a friendly neighborhood though. Lots of black men called out
or waved to us as we drove through.
I used to go to the Joint a lot, but it's like Sturgis: not really
tough, more show than go. You might get a guy with colors in there once
in awhile, usually HAs, but those guys are like everyone else usually,
mind your own business, and they do the same..
Once I was sitting at the bar and a HA sat next to me. He was older,
perhaps late 40s, and he looked more jovial than dangerous, but I wasn't
about to start chatting. What was noteworthy about him was his
companions. He had a woman and one or two guys with him, so much younger
that I thought they might be his kids; clean cut and much out of place
in the Joint. They stood behind him and warily scanned the bar.
I've been to the Hexagon too, once long ago. Not sure if it's a tough
bar or just a hard drinking working man's bar.
So, any good bar stories out there?
since it was dangerous. Got me thinking... might be a good topic for a
late winter thread.
What's the toughest bar you've been in?
--- --- --- --- --- --- ---
I don't drink much anymore. I once went to a place called Stand Up
Frank's, I think, near Broadway and Washington in N Mpls. The only
noteworthy thing that happened was some black chick said we could go
back to her place, for a price. I declined the offer.
A couple of years ago, the Reader had a story about a bar in S Mpls, on
Bloomington or somewhere. It was supposed to be a hangout for the lowest
scum of society. A friend and I drove by one night, seeking excitement,
but didn't stop. I thought I could probably enter and emerge safely, but
my friend limps pretty badly and comes off as a softy: I thought he'd
look like too big a mark. I think it's good to have a swagger, or at
least stand tall when you walk into some of these places.
It sure was a friendly neighborhood though. Lots of black men called out
or waved to us as we drove through.
I used to go to the Joint a lot, but it's like Sturgis: not really
tough, more show than go. You might get a guy with colors in there once
in awhile, usually HAs, but those guys are like everyone else usually,
mind your own business, and they do the same..
Once I was sitting at the bar and a HA sat next to me. He was older,
perhaps late 40s, and he looked more jovial than dangerous, but I wasn't
about to start chatting. What was noteworthy about him was his
companions. He had a woman and one or two guys with him, so much younger
that I thought they might be his kids; clean cut and much out of place
in the Joint. They stood behind him and warily scanned the bar.
I've been to the Hexagon too, once long ago. Not sure if it's a tough
bar or just a hard drinking working man's bar.
So, any good bar stories out there?